Boring~

"future freaks me out" i would rather waste our time together, seemingly not the same. feels like rain in the middle of the afternoon, lifeless signals hands held tight. time swiftly comes and goes, walk on me by tomorrow. 
understanding by the map, drop the worst line. "you'll never find it, if you're looking for it". should of spoken up, but silence traps with shaky hands. 
emotions revealing, the moon overflowing. please don't run away while i sink under. hiding in blankets, my bare skin isn't for show. 
melancholy temperament, i can barely see it in the paint. decreased glow, time going too slow with reason. come down and figure me out with the endless question.. am i boring?