you hear,

but do you listen?

you watch,

but do you see?

you say,

but do you speak?

in a world of your own, people are mere little characters in your own autobiography.
you think you are eponymous, but i say you are a big tragedy
eyes open wide yet shut.

sigh.

wake up!

"We'll fast forward to a few years later
And no one knows except the both of us
And I have honored your request for silence
And you've washed your hands clean of this"

with much love,
xinzi