Category : Poems

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Sitting in the back seat of your car,

 Letting you guide me through

 All my states of mind.  
Memories come out too fast

 From my bloodshot eyes.  

I see the world too small from behind.  
I lose track of your words,

 I say yes, to approve your enthusiasm.

I don't know if I deserve this place, 

Maybe it belongs to someone else. 
 I look at the stars in the middle of the rain 

And imagine them hidden above the clouds,

 Scared and screaming and lonely,

 As I feel sometimes when I smile

 At you out of my habit.
Maybe not everyone gets to see the heaven, 

I keep my head down when I don't know 

What to lie to you not to keep you worried.