Grage

I just wanna stay in this far swallowhole
Where words are won with a little dream in the eye…
My world is looking back
And I can see curious glances that are surprised
At my smallness and they laugh, and they laugh and they laugh…
They don’t have anything to tell me
But seem to have everything to reveal…
I’m afraid of being the scenery of a calamity
Unless its reverse is only their truth
I said a few words and it appeared normal
During the cheeks are getting red
Time flies and they laugh
Illusion and hypocrisy delears when the world collapses
They form a circle and seem to see eachother
They’re getting closer