Will I be forgotten in the end? No friends to share, no family to call?

At least I will have these memories.

Whatever that will happen, just remember that right now everything’s all right.

You don’t know who I really am!, I don’t even know who I really am!

I know it’s silly, but I don’t want to go to sleep because my dreams are so compelling I never want to wake up.

What’s wrong with that? Well, I stop doing things to keep dreaming, but in the end they are meaningless until you wake up and make them true. 

If I don’t regret any decisions I’ve made. Why do I feel like shit?


So here I am being silly, feeling like shit, and alone.

Again.

This ain’t what I expected from life.

[But I’m not sure what I did expect from it,

in the first place.]

If I had you, I would never let you go.

If I owned you I would be dissapointed.

But if you let me have you I would be the happiest person alive.

What am I doing with my life, pretending to be what I no longer am.

You haven’t seen me down. You have no idea how down I get.

This? This is just me with some tears on my face, with an upside-down smile. Just that. I’m not crying at all, I’m not screaming, I don’t feel despair, I don’t feel fucked up, I don’t curse to everything I think of, and I have my eyes open. I know I going through hell when I can’t make myself open my eyes. So now, so this, believe me, it’s nothing. Nothing at all.

I don’t know what I’m doing wondering around, watching the sky turn pitch black.