Is your worth measured
by numbers?
Is it so important
to appear shining to others?
Thinking you’re dancing
but actually being danced.
You, in that state,
seem a little lonely.
If possible,
I would go meet you right now
and listen to your words while looking into your eyes.
Let’s find shade
in the nearby park
and when it gets hot, turn on the faucet
to have a shower with just a thumb.
You’re alone in your room,
staring at the screen, searching for flaws.
The world of deceit always seems bright,
and you’re everyone’s favorite.
But I truly want to hear
your true voice, the voice of your loneliness.
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