Ten paces forward, Seven paces back.

And i might have been further than this life has taken me.

But if i fall asleep for a day. When in the world will that time be given back to me.

I cant stand staying here. in the dark corner. Without the colour red. Without the colour blue.
Without compassion, without you.

If i was born into a word where death is so common. Would it be common for me to kill? Does anyone deserve death? I think they deserve pain.

Turn the page and flip the cube. Three days-a-stranger my life turned twice, got devided by two and still equals three.

Ten paces forth seven paces back. Thats where i stand. Between you and me.

ill probably not die fighting. But just because i would die for you doesnt mean that your worth the time.

I really dont feel comfortable on my own. So would you just sit with me for a while. Although. Awkward silences arent really that nice either.

I cant talk when others talk. My word mix words and begin to break. Stop trying to confuse me. My brain is mine. My mind is mine. My heart is mine. All probably fall. Im no better than the rest.
Somtimes the only way to understand is to just accept.