I choke, I breathe, I stumble then fall. I have nothing left, no words to save myself, no hope, I don't believe. All i feel is alone..
Perfection? What's that in this imperfectness solution?
Tears, so many tears, wept over another, when will it stop, please I beg you..
Communication, no common ground, a dream?
I feel sick, tired, I wish I could sleep forever, not feel anything, there is no more time..
In a perfect world, In a perfect life, The prefect dream, what did it all mean?
I'm afraid...