The end of innocence could have been a deliberate parting
For not wanting to lie dead in a sea of eyes that look
But lips that refuse to talk
Why do you mourn then?
Coming of age could have been a shattering
Of all that I thought, held everything together-
The essential goodness of ‘us’
Why do you rejoice then?
Why do you ask me if these words are happy or sad?
Words often get drained in the music
And the music will be someone else’s
2 comments:
Why do you ask me if these words are happy or sad?
reminds me of how earlier whenever I used to write abt things that disturbed me, a typical reaction would always be- is it worth it? or why are you giving yourself so much unhappiness etc.End of innocence...deliberate or not...but once you start seeig things a certain way, even if it makes you unhappy or disturbes you, you know youd rather be this way than any other.
niice...i especially love the last line :)
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