Layers

right near the lines, you decided to never cross
cries from the outside world, loopback
blurred lines regain their vividness
but you remembered, vividly, there were lines

layers upon layers of constructive criticism
just lead to construct your own elitism
its terrorism, to build a wall of thoughts
upon a man who have just began to rot

dots stack up on your face, face lines
right now you’re up there, only defines
“it’s wrong”, even though you been there
you’re finding a way to despair

may you be finding
may you be hiding
the truth about your feeling
just makes you excited

there is no way back
those layers you had been holding on
are now lack
lack those feeling
they weren’t healing

they suffocated inside those
walls lines layers
alone without you to put an eye on them
empty inside empty