To my Poet,
You say the world is beautiful
But I've only seen the ugly.
You say a lonely man finds comfort in a cup
But a cup cannot love him back.
You say that everyone are dreamers
But I can never sleep.
You say time heals all wounds
But my clock stopped working long ago.
You say one word can tell a story
But the stories never end.
You say that I'm not crazy
But my mind is still the scariest place I know.
You say that you love me
But I can never love you back.
