Identity crisis Confusing local rails Clattering windmills Chilly amusement parks Sighing Wednesdays Borrowing your name Taking half of your frame I’m a useless apparition Honestly, society is nonsense! Listen clear! My heart still beats! I swore to return this name to your hands unscathed I’m still not a dead void! This charm will protect you from mean words As long as this honed blade continues to dully shine in its scabbard, I’ll still want to play with you Black lemon tea, possessed by an evil Doses of medicine stand at approximately 100 It’s a radical problem Yet I have no drive to solve it My will is as soft as tofu But I still want to help out I’m emotionally unstable by nature Honestly, society is nonsense! The moment the coin was tossed upon the rails I pitifully yelled your name, not knowing if it was head or tails I’m still not a dead void! A far-off voice digs into me Nobody else could see my figure You were always by yourself, laughing alone to nothing To everyone else, you must’ve looked quite strange Ahh, I’m sorry, forgive me Open your eyes! Your heart still beats! You stretch out your hand, wishing to learn of a king from a deep blue world “That’s right. You’re not a dead void.” This charm will restore the world I slowly pull the honed blade out of its scabbard I still want to play with you karunarotsu.wordpress.com/2013/06/11/trans-identity-crisis/
Identity crisis
Confusing local rails
Clattering windmills
Chilly amusement parks
Sighing Wednesdays
Borrowing your name
Taking half of your frame
I’m a useless apparition
Honestly, society is nonsense!
Listen clear! My heart still beats!
I swore to return this name to your hands unscathed
I’m still not a dead void!
This charm will protect you from mean words
As long as this honed blade continues to dully shine in its scabbard,
I’ll still want to play with you
Black lemon tea, possessed by an evil
Doses of medicine stand at approximately 100
It’s a radical problem
Yet I have no drive to solve it
My will is as soft as tofu
But I still want to help out
I’m emotionally unstable by nature
Honestly, society is nonsense!
The moment the coin was tossed upon the rails
I pitifully yelled your name, not knowing if it was head or tails
I’m still not a dead void!
A far-off voice digs into me
Nobody else could see my figure
You were always by yourself, laughing alone to nothing
To everyone else, you must’ve looked quite strange
Ahh, I’m sorry, forgive me
Open your eyes! Your heart still beats!
You stretch out your hand, wishing to learn of a king from a deep blue world
“That’s right. You’re not a dead void.”
This charm will restore the world
I slowly pull the honed blade out of its scabbard
I still want to play with you
karunarotsu.wordpress.com/2013/06/11/trans-identity-crisis/