I lost the rain melting in the rainbow-
I lost the words that were doomed to speak
I lost myself in a multitude of mirrors
I lost the motive of being "the best" wit\

I could say I'm lost forever
as shadows run at night on grey buildings
chasing old rumors of people getting killed
I could chase my high expectations in a blue lagoon
as dragons dry their mouths on white angels\

or I could love myself so deep-
dance and write all night
draconic syllables to be heard in weep
I could die young and people will build a shrine for me
or I could lose it all and swiftly fell asleep.