Everyone de Madrepore

Everyone goes away so soon
and everyone seems so perfect
after all the time i’ve spent
recollecting their traces.
You should know how it feels
(this pain inside)
i guess you know how it feels
to cry
Here i am
in the lighting of my days
i’m choking on my home
with the voices in my head.
Wish i were more like you
you never come to your senses
was it time to break in two?
and curse this life for its presents.