The Tears of a Laundromat
He is stronger than the wisdom.
The black sheeps like to be alone.
Be different and feel Schopenhauerβs dread your shoulders.
Carry it up the hills.
Carry it down the street.
Carry it at all times.
Blame the people for being happy.
He knows nothing of happiness.
I am breaking.
Finally feeling alone.
Freedom is waiting for me.
But I am afraid of my own potential.
The emptiness was wearing the Riddlersβs costume.
I fell in love with my loneliness.
We were perfect.
A lonely boy and a dark room.
I don't want to be Batman.
I don't want to save people anymore.
I don't want to be a hero anymore.
I just want to see my own reflection,
and hope it smiles back.
