Going home in my sweat-drenched self
Wrapped with the excuse of exhaustion
How many days and months
Drifted away, leading me to here now?
Stumbled, I let out a small remark to myself

Words that won't go away
Appearing in my dreams again and again
Ending without a proper conclusion
No doubt it'll leave everything incomplete

On a whim
Looking down at the streets below, unsurprisingly they seem small enough
But what happen when they become further away
No point taking a detour

Doing meaningless things is now the default
Fed up with the difficult nonsense
Remembering and overlooking are the same thing
As I carry the bitter memories

Cooling off my head
If I can be honest to myself again
Don't do something so stupid like this
Only, staring into the sky isn't enough to shake off this feeling
Peering down with my back against the fence
Landing on the ground will probably cause the strings to tangle all over my head
I can only imagine this is how it'll turn out