So what’s the next step for me? Walls are surprisingly large I must say, but not enough to hide myself from the truth..
The cavities of my brain are getting deeper and deeper every day, and until now I can’t find the answer that leads me to understand the games of our minds..
No one has the right to find out, I see the routes of our lives parallel..
Slow motion seems fast in the dark.
Do you know how many times I've tried to spit out what is left? And what is left turns out to be a lot more when I get inside.
My conscience turns when morning arrives, weather changes with the blink of our eyes, that’s the first thing that comes to my mind..
I've tried to speak up but the tables have turned! And I can’t have anything in return, should I start building up this puzzle so that it fits correctly once again?
Next time I will cover my words, just to make sure I won’t leave earth again, my instincts run faster than truth, as long as I can still wake you up with my sight.
The story repeats again, but It’s not coming out of me yet.. When will it be the time, when I can finally stand up, wake up?
From this hill I can clearly see home, but when you think you’ll get it back, you turn your head to get a good slap in the face......
I’m not sure if I got something here to hold on to, but at the same time I always see myself in you. After all these time I’ve been thinking I have just realized, it will absolutely be worth trying.
All these written words burn at the time I end pronouncing them, because this unknown feeling doesn’t compare to anything.
After all these time I’ve been thinking I’ve just realized, today I know you’ll always be there just to keep me alive.
