Its fucking cold and the wind, well
its almost as if i were flying,
standing so high
i hope i wont fall.
up above
there is really nothing but the stars and you know
i really do feel blown away.
All the toughts in my head
seem somewhere far away.
All the feelings ,
i dont think its even possible to feel more neutral
about everything.
Its as if i had none.
If it gets quiet..
i will know.
The storm, its on the way.
But all that, just doesnt matter.
Lets just turn our pity lives
into something much more meaningful.
I have been waiting for you to say something,
to do something
but i guess, Things dont just happens as fast
as id like, with me standing still.
Cause i always have to do everything on my own.
Since i met you, i have been slightly
happier, cause the laughter that you give me
is too big to be put in just words.
I find it amazing to have met you. :]
Those people called "you" and "you"
They dont know im talking about them
but that is exactly why ,
everyone has the right to feel
and think, that im talking about them.
None of You will prolly ever find out tho
if your toughts were the truth..
or if the truth has been hidden,
If there was a box inside of me,
you wouldnt want to see it,
the only reason youd want to open it
is curiosity,
cause im just like that,
But you too shall fail,
as everyone before you and everyone
who come after.
Im like a kid, dont become my toy.
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