i’m just the one you overlooked.
i’m hidden, loud but never seen,
your razor blue electric dream.
it’s just a thought, well undercooked
one of many, flake of a drift
the color of your skin, i saw
the endless night, the color of your hair.
and neither of us was actually there.
my glances, so cold and raw
was there anything they brought to mind?
from behind bitter careless screams,
i didn’t see you in my dreams
now a restful state i never find,
i can’t feel it, nothing at all
can you see me? or is it her
or him? i don’t even know where
you are. though you’re tall,
could i pick you out in a crowd?
i didn't even know your name.
one out of many, they're all the same
but i don’t know if i'm allowed
to think like this.
i'm losing sleep
downward spiral, so steep.
one thought from behind closed eyes:
all these people, but it's you i miss.