Elucidating Questions

Do you remember when my name was

Echo

When it was echo

It’s not a warmth to be known

We know how that feels

Right there like it could be real

And there’s a new string to be followed

It’s still beautiful

Sounds like classics ringing in thunder in a dark room

Check “yes” Juliet

Life is poetic irony

Midnight by now you’ve been and gone and gone and gone

Maybe I’ll whistle to myself

If I don’t call them they won’t know it’s my birthday

You say they’re meaningless?

Well that is what it’ll be

You feel so tired, you know that?

I’m so tired.

This is why I stopped listening to music

It just doesn’t fit doesn’t fit

At least the invisible don’t have to be erased