It hid between those smiles and tears
Between the sound of every piano piece
At the middle of end and beginning it self
Black hole while waiting for the most awaited dead end
They were both hiding while seeking each other
With a little bit space but always been bothered
Space they once knew as a phase
But no, they're wrong, it is the main base.
She sees life like a colorful color blind
Happy but empty and always been tied; with a rope leaving her hanging
Hurtful but still, living.
Choice. Options. That's what she says she always find
But when it finally came near her. She always hide.
Hide and find. Find then hide.
A little thing in line but not the apple of the eye.
She's not the choice but just an option
Melody. Heartbeat. Tone. Motion.
Seems a parallel for it's not connecting anymore
But that's how she found herself, by losing it all.