You don't seem the same like you were last time you came here.
Your head walks in another atmosphere.
Where I can't breath, where all that birds that brought life can't fly.
There is a guy whose feelings that makes his mind happy are gone to the bottom of the sea.
And he can't see, he can't feel, he can't smell his place cause all he cares don't seem so important anymore.
I guess you're crying everyday and you don't know why.
But you need to try to understand your thoughts cause they speak louder than your constant smile.
It used to be better when our age judged us worst than what we were.
It´s hard to comprehend this salted and warm piece of soul crawling down your face when you're alone