Gay Baitbus Aroma Hot – The idolmaster Bus


Sitting and observing
The world
As it goes… there

I don’t know
What to keep from it
My old body
Just does not want to know

My old shirt
Lies on the ground
I think it was from somewhere
My eyes sparkle but I do not want to know

My family is here somewhere
Why do I keep on trying
There are tears in me I am trying to share
But the body prevents it
From lying

Still from somewhere
There are tunes that do not need to be played
I prefer
The silence

As it is always… walking towards me

The shrill cry
The never going back
And I say time is rude

Let me stay a little while
But I am just sitting

And there is a hole in me
I want to know more
Or at least hide from

I cannot… share
The emptiness I feel is continuous
My family…

My mother is old now
And she will die
I cannot stand the thought
And as we draw close

There is a shudder

My Body Is Pulverized

By the rude incantations of others
That is all that we live on

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