16 May 2025
Sometimes when I say
It’s going to be okay
It’s just to feel it
To make me believe it
Sometimes when I say
I’m doing okay
I don’t believe it
You shouldn’t either
The times that I see
It’s not meant for me
Just makes me
Sometime what I see
I don’t believe
It’s too surreal
To be real
Sometimes what I hear
Is far from here
It’s too distorted
To be imported
Or out in orbit
Sometimes what I think
Should not be
The moments when the second hand stops
You wouldn’t try to take control
If was something you had
Sometimes when I laugh
It’s to bring back the past
Forget what’s coming
In the morning
So when I say
It’s going to be okay
Don’t believe it
Make me feel it
And when I laugh
Don’t let me go back
Ther’s work that’s coming
First thing in the morning