CORTIS Blue Lips

Yeah.
So you’re swimming in the pool we once knew,
Going out—but never pulling me through.
Maybe you tripped me, a fool in your play—
Yet your life feels like wasted day after day.
While I’m drowning, sinking deeper and deeper,
All I see is blue, cold and seeping.
I feel my body shiver, weak and alone,
No anchor left—I’m crumbling home.
Don’t want to lose it—hold my breath,
But the air’s getting thinner, fading to death.
My blue leaves drift where winds blow,
Mother leaves too, in slow motion—so slow.
My leaves…
Yeah.
Talking to the moon, dreams fell loose,