MinecraftLola

Lined up at equal timing The right and wrong spiraling My eyes round and round From synesthesia, learning Like a string figure, turning Feelings round and round So mistakes Keep breaking, keep erasing Quiet, privately Deep down inside of you Drowning those "feelings of love" All the time Like crying, as if laughing Attitude is clear Within a string of words Doesn't it fit just right? That would be nice Closed shut at waveform churning Into expressions, forming Just to laugh at me And on that note of speaking "I can't tell you anything" We say endlessly So vaguely Keep piercing, keep concealing Quiet, privately In this shape presently