My
words
05 My words 05

talk to me

im.hiding.in.room@gmail.com

twenty. student. live with parents
hochiminh city vietnam
name is tran thanh thao

Incapable of forming any connection
My words
just can't build up the introduction

"It's the similarities
in this diversity
Happen to be similar
But never the same
Must it all start with a name"

I was taught to shut up
I was taught to hold it all in
everything that ain't nice
I was taught to smile
for their reflections turning bright

I've learned my ways - joking around
I've learned my ways to speak without saying anything
Often this emptiness we're sharing
The common ground we're seeking
I did get the recognition

And all that I've kept
Every replay
Further - our distance - away

"It's the similarities
in this diversity
Happen to be similar
But never the same
I won't give it a name"

Labels
don't apply to me
Been running away
No commitment
No common ground
Thought I would be free

I've learned my ways - joking around
I've learned my ways to speak without saying anything
Often this emptiness we're sharing
The common ground we're seeking
"Better that we stay in silence"