Staring Blind; There'sonly

Darkness

Bothered By Too Many Thoughts

Thoughts Of This Scattered

World

Filled With Only Bitterness



The More I Try To Ease My Mind

The More Sorrow I Feel

The More I Try To Find The

Problem

The Less It Seems To Care



Walking Through A Land Of Memories

A World That's Now Irrelevant

Tomorow's Comming Much To Close

Still I've Got No Peace Of Mind



Getting Angry At Myself

Because Of My Self-compassion

As If There Are No Other Problems

Than The Life Of Luxury I Live



Reality Is Fading Away

Finally My Mind Is Slipping Blanc

Already Sk's Turning Grey

Arival Of Another Day