(Written 10 Sep 2019, 3:22 am IST: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q31tGyBJhRY)
so it's you,
it's your sound,
that brings me marginally alive,
that re-inters me, meaningfully, in that merciless ground.
"i'm in the corner, watching you kiss her",
he whispered in my ear,
and i looked on, statue in my birth,
lost infernally between there and here.
"i'm right over here, why can't you see me",
he stared into my fidgety eyes,
recession into unattractive self,
all your decisive truths are heartbreaking lies.
"i'm giving it my all, but i'm not the guy you're taking home,
i keep dancing on my own",
and you'll continue to wonder
if i'll ever get grown.
"stilettos on broken bottles",
feminine images on the aftermath,
but i slouch, you bemoan,
and you find breath, and i wrath.
"but you don't see me standing here",
and we never left square one,
while you dance by yourself,
i danced, ended and was undone.
so it's you,
it's your sound,
that brings me marginally alive,
that re-inters me, meaningfully, in that merciless ground.
"i'm in the corner, watching you kiss her",
he whispered in my ear,
and i looked on, statue in my birth,
lost infernally between there and here.
"i'm right over here, why can't you see me",
he stared into my fidgety eyes,
recession into unattractive self,
all your decisive truths are heartbreaking lies.
"i'm giving it my all, but i'm not the guy you're taking home,
i keep dancing on my own",
and you'll continue to wonder
if i'll ever get grown.
"stilettos on broken bottles",
feminine images on the aftermath,
but i slouch, you bemoan,
and you find breath, and i wrath.
"but you don't see me standing here",
and we never left square one,
while you dance by yourself,
i danced, ended and was undone.
