Eunrichorn-Echo from a Unicorn

Solitude

Solitude

 

By the riverside I laid,

a sooth melody’s streaming in my head.

“Why are you so nice to me?” I asked.

“Cause you look so weary.” the river said.

 

In the woodmaze I thread,

a warm beam’s spotting on my chest.

“Why are you so nice to me?” I asked.

“Cause you look so lost.” the sun said.

 

Heavy rain’s wiping every spot out,

but couldn’t wash out any tear stain.

Flashing train’s taking every traveler home,

but couldn’t bring my love back again.

Wish one day I don’t need to pretend,

pretend that I understand

understanding the truth,

the truth underneath away

away from the reality,

oh, the reality that I pretend.

 

On the stage I played,

I kept kissing her lips again and again.

“Why are you so nice to me?” she asked.

“Cause I’ll lose you, Ophelia.” I said.

 

 

Eric, as Hamlet

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