How Is It Supposed to Make Me Feel?

You broke me
Piece by piece I try to glue myself back
With this distance, my darling
It doesn’t bother me too much
It’s just the thought of you sometimes kills me inside
There is no hope you gave me
It’s just the memory from you sometimes rips my mind off from my body
Bring it back to my memory
You never feel the same
I know that
Somewhat I keep building future in my mind
Not my future…yours and mine…ours
I can’t pretend anymore
But I can pretend to pretend
That promise,
It never exists anymore
It’s gone as I start to kill the thought of you
I read your feeling
New feeling as you erase me from you
Again and again
If it’s the lightning that strikes me
Then let me faded
So that maybe I can let the same for you
How is it supposed to make me feel?

I Can Pretend

I can pretend as if you were here with me
I can pretend as if I just met you
I can pretend as if we were in the same place
I can pretend everyday
And I do
Ask me about my dreams
Even the shortest sleep I had was all about you
But I woke up and you were gone
It was almost as real as I wanted it to be
We don’t know each other anymore
You’re long gone to forget me
Yet I am here remembering everything again
Everyday again
It was those mornings I looked at the sky and imagined I was heading to see you
But how could it be possible when we’re oceans apart
Look at my hands here
They are famished for yours
Remember that thing?
That thing which is supposed to be in my finger
It was our promise to see each other again
But how could you remember
I am long gone now
Longer and longer
But I still can pretend everyday

My Voice Is Silence

It is me being in the middle
Being stared at
Being questioned to
Thinking to myself, “I don’t do this”
Who would have known?
Who would have realized?
I’m doing this myself
Maybe I could go on like this by myself
I could be filled with enjoyment
I just don’t have to speak up
I’ll keep myself in the blank
Being invisible and not to be let known
That is what I do
I see a lot through the reflection of my eyes
I know how to feel I don’t have to touch
I know how to respond I don’t have to make a voice
Because
My voice is silence