What if all days become the same
the same old boring grey
the color of not knowing whenever you're living or dead
can you give me something better instead-
instead of a world that is just black and white
help me throw away my old friend- knife
the one who showed me that I was still living
because I felt pain, I was breathing
Through the days I kept dreaming
at nights I wasn't sleeping
I got lost inside my mind...
---UNDONE---
