chord

if i can take an intimate photo with you and post it,
it meant god really love me.
if you can hold my hand in public,
cupid's definitely present.
there is no impede to my imagination and dread,
my fractured heart.

in a flutter,it has been months since i become dull-witted.
this envy of others is so ferocious,
my life,circumscribed.
now,a protuberance emotion is stuck in my throat.
i have lost the ability to speech,
i should blind myself from the image of blissful wanderers in my life.

i keep lying to myself,
to keep myself calm,away from tempestuous.
the invitation is widely scattered for you,
would you turn up,to my cocktail party.
vibrant colors,well organized.
i'm now a prisoner in a cell with no boundaries,
loyally guarding to a belief that has not yet been affirmed.

please do not disseminate your love,
even as a chum,i'll have no complain.







yc