Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Is there any mind
More suicidal than mine?
One fact about this world
Is that you never truly know
What others are thinking about
Feeling, suffering, struggling...
So perhaps you just talked to
Someone that is planning to commit a crime
A crime against their own life
And that person maybe will be successful
Or end up having to explain: why?
When the question was about why not
But me, in my case
As I walked through the streets
Saying goodbye to this world
It was like every eye I would find
Could read my troubled mind
And the funny part about it
Itβs that until that moment of my life
I knew I was so good, so good about
Pretending to be someone
Iβve never been at all
π₯ Exactly 1 year since I released my first book - Roses and Melancholy: turning tragedy into poetry π€
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There was something about the feelings of other boys that never looked true for me. Maybe because I could see how they overestimate a relationship; it is not about the person itself. And I know that feelings can grow up in relationships. However, it never made sense for me. But something about that guy made me feel like his concern for me was real - independently of the kind of concern. And I suppose it was not just about his age, but about his way to be: closed off, kind of indifferent about any other thing except himself; who was too serious to lose his time with a girl like me.
Singer βͺ Songwriter βͺ Pianist βͺ Writer Living art π€ Melancholia π¦ out now! π₯ insta: @adnamelan
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