I open my eyes and see the ceiling
Thinking about how long i`m here staying
I have to go to the kitchen and drink my sorrow`s tea
Actually I do, I think the exit`s somewhere near
I stopped to think my bad, I smiled upon the mirror
I have no reason feel and pour on my tears
Just stopped to cook and start to hear –
I`m breathing now, so
Exit`s somewhere near
I`m not hurting other people
But feel something`s like a needle
In my heart. It painfully stabs
seems like I have something from it to get
Completely happy, but a little bit seared
I hope, I know –
Exit`s somewhere near