And that is all,
My past life's gone.
I can’t hold on
This anymore.
And no one can
Just understand,
What I had felt
What I have feel
«You born was late
No one from them
Can't be at least
A part of what
Is you itself»
I heard these words
From man I know.
My trust is kinda (honest) low,
But I believe of any word,
What he was said me
~After all~
I'm stranger in this world
It's not so good I think before
But..
That gave me opportunity to grow
In understanding of the all.
And if I have a choice..
I choose a normal life,
To didn`t hearing fucking noise
What always has my mind.