sometimes the things that happend to me
make feel weird like all the things has passing by
are shit, i feel without breath like im nothing.
And the guilt is of the destiny, fucking on what i dont
believe but still hurt me. I've got no way out, like all hope has gone dry
and the answer to this feelings is inside of me,
But im scare, i dont want to see the real me
the one that everybody know but i dont know yet.
so when i dont have words to confort myself
i dont know where i should go. So i fall in a dark
and eternal hole that wrap me and made me slave
of my own desires. When i dont have words...
i dont know who i am.
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