I can't sleep and I can't make a sound
It's dark here
And I don't even know if I can cry
I looked at you and I saw a dream, and I
I loved it
The sun came out and it was so nice
Mother, can you please just look away?
I love you
But emptiness is partially a need
Faceless, I'm a tree and I'm alive
I'm crying
I opened up myself too many times
And I still felt real relief
I only wanted you to hold me
In the most poetic dream
What's everything?
Am I still unfolding?
