Hold on, a passerby, stop pitying and looking at me with a strange face
A failure wasn’t falling anywhere else, right here with me
Sitting under the tree and a blanket of insecurity
Are you sure you want to sit next to me, mate?
Somehow I wonder if our fate is intertwined
I run and hide at the back of that daffodil hill
But you, a stray cat, seek me with the same face, why?
Tell me about your day, tell me how you feel
Are you feeling insecure about things in life just like me?
Using your life, wasted your day questioning
Why do things never change for years that easily?
I started to lose faith, doubting in every action I was in
Weighing things in life carefully, horror holds me
All this time the flashback coming in, why me?
Don’t come too close
I don’t want you to steal the nightmare parasite in me
A stray cat and me
A horrific history hiding in a holy heaven
© 2024 Napatsorn Treesap


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