I looked into an empty window,
desperately searching for tomorrow.
High exceptions buried me
each day deeper, so I closed it.

The tree's clothes covered world,
hiding from eyes the dirt,
which we want to escape,
but from which we are made.

My eyes wonder on lifeless sky,
looking for a way out.
But all the stars have fallen,
and my words were stolen.

As I take my headphones off,
into a silenced room I'm thrown.
No way out, just a big view,
staring at face I never knew.

© ash_loner🌸