the people i love grabbed my neck
and i cannot breathe, my world is black.
they told me i had changed
but what if it's been in the mind of damaged?
they don't like my acting neither my irony
but i'm just someone who doesn't believe in destiny.
i lost the track of future and past.
having anxiety is what comes last.
maybe this world isn't made for me
but as long as you're here, i won't leave.
what should i do to stop crying inside
instead of the comments and pride?
what if loneliness is what is offered?
but this for sure isn't what i ordered.
maybe i'm just broken, broken in two
my only light comes from you and the moon.
