dark gazer

The eyes in the dark,
it hides the body and the breath to aim me softly.
Whenever I kill myself,
it crawls close like an arrow waiting to be shot.

You want to feel relieved by knowing the inferiors
and try to convince me that you are still all right.

Don't let me lie. And step out to the light.
You may dislike yourself.
You can change your soul. Let's carry on.

You always want to be needed by others.
You must need yourself, first in the world.

Don't let me lie. And stop laying on the light.
Your scream is so surfaced.
You're just saying“you want to change your soul.”

Don't let us lie. And step out to the light.
You may dislike yourself.
You can change your soul. Let's carry on.