Causes

underneath, this hollow heart
symptoms came through my veins
this venomous blood streaming fast
like i never know where it came

sleepless night whispering me
some memory that slowly die
want to make some difference
you go from underneath with lies

i want a simple reasons
so we can understand
hovering from all the causes
restraining from all the cliches

when i caught up my breath with smoke
hopefully this is not long enough for me
to screaming through your chest
erasing this plastic perfection

stoping all my pulse


this short poems inspired by Alanis Morissette's song It's A Bitch To Grow Up