KesenaiSome yesterdays it would strike me
The number of days I spent
Patching over the cracks in the walls
Don't get me wrong
It wasn't that you were never meant to shine
I was just clinging onto the gravity of the wrong star
Today I'm better
But I'll only tell you it's marginal at best
Cause my conscience or pride won't let me say
That the days didn't change, they're still 24 hours
They didn't fly by and they didn't want to stay
But I'm still neither flowing not still.
Tomorrow I'll make it
Past the stormy scenery I seem to create
Even if I can't wash away the permanent marker
It won't matter in the bullet trains
Because it's not covered up, but it's not in the open.
It's just another part of the rainbow.
Sorry for the ambiguous blogpost, I'm just feeling poetic today :).