I want to go outside
and experience the night,
but the sliding door would wake
the world to my escape.
So I sit here with the window open
and my face against the safety net.
I dream into the dark sky.
The rain splattering my face
when the wind shouts my name,
and the traffic thunders by
to the beat of water drops
free falling from my roof.
So I sit here with the window open
and my face smashed into the screen,
wanting for the world to end,
waiting for my story to begin.
1am And The Sky Is Alive | Imagian
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