when it came around
it took the half with it,
the courage.
spiral lead up in the clouds,
forming a great eye,.
on... other side,
obscure silhouette
arose out of water,
withstanding the wind.
a persona stands.
on surface, untouched,
but inside, broken.
where is self, oh...
doubtful mirror?
everyday was hard,
no one cares
and it's not okay
ships don't wait,
you turned away
the ships had sailed.
a persona stands
on surface, untouched
but broken inside
whose th're to fixeth thee?
