It's alright to be someone else sometimes. Actions to feed on the ripe. Circle the wounded love in your life. Sustaining her fears deep inside. Paint a picture of hearts defeating the purpose and hang it on the wall. Love is a moon in the sky with a string hanging down to the ground. I can't touch it. Always the silent one. Who sneaks up from behind. Closer to the end. I'm right in front of you now. I try to be such a stain. All that I'll know tomorrow. Is what I've learned today