My hair is a mess, my mind is mush, my ideas don't work and I'm breaking down.
Nothing works, everything is in the shadows.
Life goes on and on but I stad still.
I'm tired.
Tired as human can be.
Maybe tomorrow.
Maybe never.
I stand still.
I won't move.
So I won't die.
Neither I can not live.
'Cause I stand still.
I'm lost.
I'm lost.
Don't know how many times I have been lost.
But I am again lost.
I don't need help.
I will just stay the same way that I has always been.
Thank you.
There is light somewhere.
I hope my light is shining on someone who is sweet and nice.
Someone who can appreciate it.
Someone who values my light.
Even tought it is borrowed.
And I will take it back.
Enjoy now.
All that I ask is enjoy.
