Forever

 

The first time I tell

The last time I fell

Being compared

Never impaired

 

 

Currently saying it

But never gone to feel it

Does it going to change?

Forever, I want it?

 

 

This is what we called illusion

To what we see or hear

From somewhere or nowhere

Forever, be played by such a thing.

 

 

I am not authentic

I’m just being realistic

To what’s going on

Two side of the story.

 

 

Don’t mention anything

Just still pretend

No matter what

Forever, be hidden.

 

 

For people who hits

The slow motion of everything

Do I need to be invisible?

To what it really feels

 

Forever . . .