Some friends, that share their darkest secrets, something I'll never find.
Dreams are just real in our heads and sleep.
I might need to open my eyes and make the reality stay.
Just breath, another day just passed, the year just begun, but you know that you already feel lost.
Alone in the woods or in the classroom, it's all the same.
People stand there like trees.
Cold and dark.
Mysterious like the moon.
Me running away, trying to find a light out of this mess.
Can there be a compass?
Show me the way, because I'm hopelessly lost.
The path isn't clear anymore and rocks block my way.
Just breath, another day, another year is over.
Make it and you might see the fields full of blooming flowers.
Climb the rock and escape the forest.
The sun sets, the floor gets cold.
The light goes away, it gets dark.
I might just stop.
Stop breathing.
And everything would be over.
The forest seems so left alone, yet so crowded.
-Y
