closing my eyes,
rubbing it back and forth.
because i cant see anything clearly.
will i be safe there?
maybe i will.
someone convinced me that i will.
but me myself pushed a blade into my head.
though the world would never understand.
have you ever heard any kind of lonely voice sighing through the rain?
well i have.
let's go for a movie.
the show is about your life,
your world.
can you remember this?
must have been what i missed.
waiting.
again.
lost.
again.
coming back.
again.
- he says.
