Interviewer - Kuwagata P.
All of these pop songs playing through my headphones
keep saying to live and let everything go but anyone else could easily just take my place and I’m pretty sure nobody would know All of these days that seem like they’re on repeat we’re all only borrowed products who can’t even find a bus seat and when I realized I’ll never be anything it felt like my heart slowly stopped beating Scratching the skin, my scab falls off again The blood flowing from this old wound is slowly thinning and finally a word slipped out from my cracked lips I’m putting headphones on and playing a sad song Hey, can I maybe ask what you like to listen to? Hey, can I maybe ask what’s your favorite type of food? Hey, can I maybe ask who it is you like to see? It’s probably a dream to think that, maybe, your answer is me. I covered my ears as I cried out to the world “Nobody will ever truly know each other” But really the truth I knew was painted over in grey-- I want to feel love even if it’s fake I’ll never be able to become anything but I still have to sit and bear with everything “fake it till you make it”’s really now my life long saying I smile and keep pretending I can’t help wondering what it is I’m missing I guess I have to deal with only existing It’s still too early for something so depressing Why can’t you just let me sleep a bit more Hey, can I maybe ask what movies you like to see? Hey, can I maybe ask what’s your favorite word, or three? Hey, can I maybe ask who you're thinking of right now? Is it really silly, to honestly hope your answer might be me? My my, my future can’t be bright and I, and I, I won’t have hope in life I cry, and cry, but nobody’s in sight there’s no one near to hear me so A smile, a smile, is something that I lack I’ll be happy when you acknowledge me I’ve given up on everything I know The lies on the other side start to blur, although Hey, can I maybe ask what you like to listen to? Hey, can I maybe ask what’s your favorite type of food? Hey, can I maybe ask who it is you like to see? It really is silly, there’s no way that that person is me Always pessimistic, giving up all of the time and maybe fine with myself but always hurt inside and then when I grew older I finally realized, so hey, I guess, I still have time for one final try I, I, I’ll make my future bright and I, and I, I’ll have hope in my life I cry, and cry, but now I’ll try again A smile, a smile, is one thing I’ll regain I, I, I’ll make my future bright and I, and I, I’ll have hope in my life I cry, and cry, but now I’ll try again A smile, a smile, is one thing I’ll regain |