I can’t change, if I could, I would’ve done a long time ago, but it’s my nature,
It goes deep in me. I have secrets that even I don’t know what they mean,
But I can’t fight to become something I can never be, I’m weak, I fall, I brake, I hide, I’m scared, I have to find out of what and let it all out, but I don’t need anyone by my side to help me do it, it’s something I have to do myself. Doesn’t matter if someone tells you that would never let you fall, you hold on to something, and lets not talk about these words coming out of my mouth, i don’t tell to anyone about this, I could fall and drag down the one I love and dreams and smash them. All the voices from the past become your friends, and you whisper at them in the shadow, you bare your last piece of hope and you do it all over again, it’s all the same, everyday, and it’s getting a little wasted.