Gotye

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Yellow brick roads right beneath our noses,

shown to the world and they hose it with a fake plastic

roses. Damn she’s elusive. Dodging every single word. She

accepted my friendship. Keep your friends close right? Stranded

on the outside, can’t even look in. Windows to her mind blacked

out. You’re right next to me, looking away into the horizon. Shifty.

Frustrated. Tell me what happened. Then it hits me like a brick, can’t

have my cake and eat it too. She wanted me, I wanted space. That

was over a decade ago, can’t you just let it go? No. No resolutions

for those who secluded the voices that sounded only inches

away. Connection rescinded, just walk away. Gotye.

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