Neverland

I was in a perfect gallery, My journey could have been more weary. I was on a trip full of unknown necessities, I collected dirty obscurities. I used to run the errands, Massacre was another name for my commands. I collected your nicknames, They were too hasty for me to join such games. I was in a neverland, Worshipping you was never out of my hands. I was on the unnamed surface, Beneath that, you were merely a minimal face. Your shadow was not justified by your choice, Neverland was a home to me where you were my only voice. Your courtesies were sometimes tiresome, In your royal court, I was nothing but burdensome. You do not walk on springs, I long for you, not just because you are a living being! You were the sole entity in that land, Without you, it is nothing but a piece of sand!