Muse

No, my playlist doesn't reflect my life, yes I love singing what I would have been.

No, my wrinkles don't tell the reason for my smile, yes I laugh it off like a damn teen.

Look at that mirror on the ground, I broke it in a game.

I can see all of me looking at me to put the blame.

Would the light go away, I don't wanna see my shadow again.

Would you join the broken glass like a disco ball in a country club?

I wanna forget my shadow again (today).

No, my scars don't remind me of the battles I fought, yes I’m just careless and hence I fall.

No, my lies don't hide my truth, yes I trace my imagination and write it on paper.

Look at that tree on the trail, I threw its seed from the train.

I can see all of me looking at me to put the blame.

Would flood parch into drought, I don’t wanna see my reflection again.

Would you grow wisteria in my potholes like a new world starting from moss?

I wanna forget my folktales again (today).

If I reverse play the cassette tape, could it change the ending to a mysterious escape?

I’d built a stone house from the meteorites of your words, I’m sorry if my prose found your sherds.

Booked a train to the dead poets’ lake, I hope their spirits would guide me my way.

Wish I were dandelion floating in god’s breath, if I cry my tears won’t tattoo on peacock’s crest.

No, I don’t have a shadow, yes because I’m light.

No, I’m not a star but an unbound firefly.