Pain. Much pain.
Today I feel like a fish in a fishbowl, but not in the top, in the background.
In the dark, in the cold.
And everyone else are swimming in the top, everyone else is happy in the top, and that happiness makes me sad.
A sadness so deep that now my tears are dry.
The currents of the pump sends me to the tank glass wall, pressing it my heart.
Through the glass, I can see the people I love, happy. Unaware of the cracks of my heart, beyond my pain.
Why they don't realize?
Maybe I'm too selfish to tell them. They might help, does not it?
Here, in the background, little oxygen reaches. And I'm deaf, blind and a future ...mute.
I can see how the beauty of the sea, swimming above me, wearing their beautiful colors, but my color is black.
What do I have to do to make that color black becomes in gray?
