Distractions

So much time living alone
fleeting moments come and go
the rains of melancholic songs
singing odd tunes of my souls open door

The world is a stage

playing jokes and fairy tales of happy gales

is it the truth or just a visage

as you'll find my form changes

I am forlorn

by the thought of this lonesome

come with me, my heart shout

though there are no ears to hear