tokyo

[likedoriangray]

There's a boy I know, he has a heart of glass
It is gold inside but it has crystallized
It is beautiful but in its tragedy
It is hard to hold without shattering





I don't like how it feels when I think of him
All hooded in black, lost and stumbling
The days start to fade out of the frame
Like they're blurring into someone else's name
You try your hardest to rewind the tapes
But you're prepared every day
To make the same mistakes