In the Morning

In the morning
When dawns peak whispers chilly fog onto our cheeks
The air is thick
Filled with loneliness
Empty
But full
Full of sadness
Full of lies
The trees sway and breath
But we,
We stay still as we suffocate
In the morning
When we put on our masks
Falseness drowns inside us
We know
But we can’t explain

In the morning
When the moon’s been left behind
And the sun crawls back up into the clouds
We know it’s time

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  1. Mayah Johnson says:

    OMG CHAYA THIS IS AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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