Midnight Mystique

Why do i constantly find the need to cut myself so much slack.
Why do i need so much downtime.

Setting the record straight.
Nonchalance is the key.
Nonchalance is the key.
Nonchalance is the key.
Nonchalance is the key.
Nonchalance is the key.

Dispel my thoughts, they are worthless anyway

Ever went through an incident that hauls your mind away and echoes in your heart?
'There goes your new year resolution'
I heard it loud and clear, sounds familiar.

Barely two weeks of school and I've already have had enough.
Uncertainty merging with the worse symptoms of enervation drives me up the wall.
I'm mad but i know i shouldn't be. Least, this will come to a nice halt.

Soon. I'll be counting.

What do you do when you feel so compelled to share a joke with someone, but then you slowly realise that there isn't anyone there to share it with.

Mornings, Afternoons, Nights.
Do i live up to what it's there for?

It didn't happen. It was just something meaning to be what it is. School, enough said.

Time forces people to salvage occurences that they thought they'd never have to succumb to. I guess i am no exception.
And you start to understand the formalities of being anyone and a no one.
Are they all that different?

It's funny. I think i love having conversations with strangers but only when i'm overseas. I've never had one that was worth remembering though. I'm anticipating one.

There's been a meagre amount of me left.
I have been vacillating through school and performances.


Wasting my time being mad at obscure little things.
I am wasting my time. It's time i heeded my advice and accomplished my resolutions.

All it takes for me to fear.

'The future you plan never comes true'

Depth, unanimously

The father said, careful, don't stumble here.
Gracefully, his daughter brisked through her first few steps.
Only to fall at the last one.

His voice kept ringing at the back of her mind
His words
getting more erratically traumatic in each repeat