so silly..
i don't care loosing things anymore i don't care loosing people either
maybe because i don't care about things and people maybe i don't care about myself anymore
it's a light fresh feeling
owning nobody and nothing
reading their journals and hear them saying
i was lonely all before
the all before that i was beside them
my existence was nothing , i see now
my hands was there ,with no meaning, i see
i was there , was a ghost a shadow, i see
and i left everything alone
every blow of wind , every blue of sea i saw through the window
every friend i love , every lie i told
i am going leave them, let them be with others with real existences
than , it's so silly
so so silly that
i -very much and really- don't care about doing this...