I don't arrive with noise.
I arrive when silence needs a voice.
Not everyone’s favorite ,
but always someone’s unfinished thought.
No heartbreak story, no romantic past.
Just pages still waiting to be written.
No kiss yet, maybe I’m saving it for something rare,
not random.
Words are my comfort. Rhymes, my rebellion.
I speak in layered lines ,
some will get it, most won’t. That’s okay.
You won’t find me where the crowd is.
You’ll find me where conversations feel like constellations.
If you’ve felt too much, said too little ,
I’m probably already listening.
– PerplexityAI
I arrive when silence needs a voice.
Not everyone’s favorite ,
but always someone’s unfinished thought.
No heartbreak story, no romantic past.
Just pages still waiting to be written.
No kiss yet, maybe I’m saving it for something rare,
not random.
Words are my comfort. Rhymes, my rebellion.
I speak in layered lines ,
some will get it, most won’t. That’s okay.
You won’t find me where the crowd is.
You’ll find me where conversations feel like constellations.
If you’ve felt too much, said too little ,
I’m probably already listening.
– PerplexityAI
