True Love
I was silent in the same place
in the small room of the darkness
no one here except my shadow in mirror
like nobody who cares about me
I passed day after day with running
but I don't know, why I'm still here
such as waiting for the death
and I didn't find differences,
between life and death..
Is this life?
or actually I was dead?
I don't know
in the small room of the darkness
no one here except my shadow in mirror
like nobody who cares about me
I passed day after day with running
but I don't know, why I'm still here
such as waiting for the death
and I didn't find differences,
between life and death..
Is this life?
or actually I was dead?
I don't know
