This feeling narrates invisible script, coming script
Somehow, no one knows how
But it's true, coming true
Lost in words, silence in words.
They are facing it, one side not stopped it
Choices, life choices
Stood there with comments, incoming comments
Lifeless choices, lose choices.
This feeling is incoming fast, growing fast
Something, it's something
Unexplainable reality, coming reality
Not so random now, everything is predestined now.
Standing on the base, hollow base
It's shaking, it's moving
Beginnings were false, narration was false
Exposed now, changed now?
Questioning all sides, involved sides
To reach out to the conclusion, to avoid confusion
It's not something else, it's self
Hearing? Nearing.
