I am trembling all the way out of anxiety, a bit sadness and despair. I am so used to ask myself "why all these things happening to me?" when I encounter with the same stories. I am liking someone, and straight after thinking everything went well, "boom!" , everything burns into ashes.
I feel so old in my heart and believing in possibilities doesn't really boost my mood anymore. I only contend with staring at the blank door and craving some cigarette to burn up maybe. Or walk on the streets regardless of the freezing weather outside. Moving to England was to be my emotional salvation, where is it?
I see many obstacles on my way to achieve the greatness and nothing could be more predictable than that indeed. Me, getting my victories along with downfalls as well, this all seem quite expected but the way they feel, is just horrendous. It is a cold air being injected in my veins on my arms and I feel it so deeply. It streams within my arms, frosts my hands and and sets my stomach in fire.
I feel cold, not miserable but emotional
I am trembling, all the way out of little things
Little emotions and secret passions
I feel so old in my heart,
And hoping for better doesn't wipe my eyes
I am staring at the blank door you passed
It looks better without my wounds
Every downfall indeed is a lesson learned
But I simply don't wanna learn anymore
I fly like a broken feather, I simply don't feel at all
Please don't tell me I deserve better cuz it mauls my soul
You, may have been gone but the shades of you won't go
I am fed by these illustrive emotions, can't go beyond.
I can't go beyond.
