Sorry I'm so quiet
Verbal writer's block...
Apologies to this pencil
For these numb hands feel cold...
"There's a lady who's sure all that glitters...
And she's buying a stairway to heaven."...
I wish I could stop liking you
How different things would be...
...
Turning up the volume
On every sad song I ever heard...
Skipping over every song
Every song is about you...
Hold my hand
Make me smile...
Broken hearts and restless nights
How poetic is thy life...
Moments now last longer
Than any moment could...
Just follow the lights
They'll guide you home...
Welcome, my dear reader
Welcome to lost memory hall...