Needs
NEEDS ~Miss A It feels like a dream, the mystical asset to the pain Becoming more like you, the smell, the perfume. Yet there’s hunger that I can’t explain. Didn’t know was there until I met you. Fishing my way all up to you, nowhere. All the mist that stays, pours down by the morning. The flowers which bloom, close by the evening. Morphing into the one you like, after they reside. The streets with dead ends, lay no paths for hope Yet to walk to the end, stays as a moment in motion If money was adrenaline, I get it why we want it more You know when love is dopamine, why do you blow on it So afraid of protest, you live in danger, you accept it So did I, why does it feel so indifferent? Controversies in the name of trust, a feast to smart It only gets so toxic; you know you love being that. You accept it. To read the different shades, to maintain the algorithm To go past all the pain, is a part of the matrix system. Taste water, it tastes different every time T