Lucid Illusion
MY FRIEND.
POETRY
Getting back to the past,
Searching for your name.
Remembering the old path,
That always looked the same.
Our good times together,
That everything is lame.
Pushing myself to remember,
Your precious name.
You're my old best friend,
I know it's too late that I couldn't say sorry before.
Holding on the past then,
Now, I could never see you anymore.
I search for you,
Asking everyone.
Do they still remember you?
'cause they are answering me like you're no one.
Scratching my head,
Remembering you.
Are you one of my reality?
Is this true?
Why do everyone,
Can't remember the name of you.
Your face were stuck on my head,
Like I'm crazy 'bout you.
Getting back to the past,
Searching for your name.
what are you doing know?
Are you still the same?