• In the middle of my thoughts there's a dark place where I hate going,
    in the memory you'll find me, where the sun rises but hopes fade away.
    At the core of my heart I've been forgotten , but I realized that I'm not alone,
    Ive always been looking for something that's not real,
    a special flair of yours, the darkness holding me tightly until the sun rises again.

    You'll find out anyways that I'm about to break these chains that hold me tightly.
    Just leave me some time to breath, to think, to begin, to say what I've always wanted to.
    I've opened my wounds to pour salt, to realize that I'm the one confused, to realize that my past is real. I want to break my habit of being the thing that I've always hated.
    Why do I have to scream? To let you know that I'm here and that I've always been waiting for you to say the one thing that I love most...