Feb 12, 2025
Ennui
Everyone's so caught up in their own thoughts,
they don't even listen to themselves anymore.
When will my mask fall off my face?
I'm meaning not quite what I feel.
Because I've been distracted by a rush lately,
but right now I'm just bored, love.
And you keep on giving me these jamais-vous
that send shivers down my spine
along with the feeling we were never meant to be.
I'm not a fan of predictable things, you see.
So I pretend not to know you like the back of my hand
and storm my problems in a teacup.
(I) Go too far, stop talking, all for nothing.
Guess I'll just rely on someone else.
