Sometimes the reasons why we live are hidden deep inside our mind. Should we prolong our dreaming to brighten up the dark mood or facing the truth is always the only thing that matters?
Empty life
Blank around and blank my soul
Empty walls for empty thoughts
Gray sky for a gray mind
Numb silence for a numb heart.
I hear silence everywhere
That's how life is when you're bored as hell
So I close my eyes to see the life
That I've been longing for so far
I bring the colors back to life
Make up a new world in my mind
Emotions flow through my veins
Making my heart beat again.
Secret birds singing my way
As I walk on that imaginary path
But this can't last so I realize
I have to bring myself back to the real life.
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40 first days
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