ugh

I remember when it was all about good music


A melody soaring thru my atmosphere

So there are stars in the dark after all.

And they came from the people you least expected.

From long time ago, is my former self.
Diferent.

Is he the real me?

If it is, all this years I have been on an illusion.
But they were real.
So it was a wish granted.
I should be thankful.

I can't avoid breaking. Its a urge to escape, anxiety.
And then regret. I want a place to go, but I just ran of it.
I want to feel home there, but there... I can't stay, can't control myself, end up running away.

Without a motive, there no is reason to do or be.

And is starting to feel calm, relaxing, my mind finally is at peace, of not thinking.
And I'm liking it. The matter is that very soon, I might get tired or start thinking again. So I tend to enjoy this state of mind while it lasts.