English
And you enter that door that you've entered for so many times. And it feels like you'd rather wrest those walls that surround you and kill them or hide under ashes and be one with it than feeling that way...
And for the same amount of time to live so you can fly.
And for the same amount of time to fall so you can die.
And for the same amount of time to shut up and cry.
And after you've been thinking on the same stupid thing the whole day, the same stupid thing that won't let you go, because insignificant but still so important people make sure they remind you no matter how many times you'd tell yourself it will be fine, it won't, that no matter how hard you'd try to impose yourself that you and them are both right, they will still have the final word. That they are superiors to you, no matter how many laws and rights there would be.
And just after your nervousness hits the top, you just can't bear with it anymore and you'd rather not live than living alone, and when you know how good a hug, a pat or maybe just a smile would feel in these moments, you realize you're still alone and you're still crying by yourself.
And you enter that door that you've entered for so many times. And it feels like you'd rather wrest those walls that surround you and kill them or hide under ashes and be one with it than feeling that way...
And for the same amount of time to live so you can fly.
And for the same amount of time to fall so you can die.
And for the same amount of time to shut up and cry.
And after you've been thinking on the same stupid thing the whole day, the same stupid thing that won't let you go, because insignificant but still so important people make sure they remind you no matter how many times you'd tell yourself it will be fine, it won't, that no matter how hard you'd try to impose yourself that you and them are both right, they will still have the final word. That they are superiors to you, no matter how many laws and rights there would be.
And just after your nervousness hits the top, you just can't bear with it anymore and you'd rather not live than living alone, and when you know how good a hug, a pat or maybe just a smile would feel in these moments, you realize you're still alone and you're still crying by yourself.
