Fake smiles are hidden 

Behind bright lights.

The glare overshadows

The hidden sentiments

Binding us to the world.

 

Chasing butterflies

Counting stars

Are what struck

A possible accord

Leading to a break 

In the midst of this bright light

 

Overpowered by a dark nature

It stabs into the world 

 Plummeting,

Never isolated just lacking 

A new approach