FrökenGoulash

there is a reason for us to become.

a reason for everyone realise.

and sometime, it is hard to make the puzzle to fit in.

and maybe the puzzle is wrong for you.

life became a thin sip of air in myself

and the hope was faiding within everything that was myself.

i was hoping for an autumn without a winter.

a endless summer with a lack of worring.

a timetable without something to remind.

tears of something to really cry for.

and a life, with a certain tomorrow