Consider Yourself Warned and the Aftermath
Who's Talking?
Now I am tired
And my pen
Is running
Out of ink
It seems.
Tell me
I want to know
Your dreams
Keep moving.
You inspire me
To believe.
Now I am awake.
The pen is bleeding
Love.
I want your attention
And to notice me.
I want you to reach me
From miles away.
I want us to always be.
I am speaking.
Can you hear what I say?