Until we came to the truth,
To be honest with yourself,
We will live the wrong events,
Not those days, not those lives.
The wrong people will be next to us...
Not himself.
Foreign. Alien.
For we are strangers to ourselves.
Any lie to ourselves makes us strangers to ourselves.
And everything we want can't happen to us.
Not the one.
Not true..
Not true.
Ah, then,
Not real.
Not by us...