scratch my fingers
until it turns red
clenched my fist
till it left a crescent mark
hold my words
till my throat hurts

I'm tired,
keeping all this feelings on my own
living in fears
being scared of everything

I just want it to be over.

/f.r/

is where I can be truly with you.

I stop writing
cause I stopped being sad

but do we need to be sad
to make beautiful words
comes out from our minds?

the day they left me
they think that I was the one
who's getting away

then I got no friends to talk
to share
to walk around

I hate my life in that days
feel so alone and lonely
sometimes I can't even feel that I'm alive

but after times passes
I build my confidence
think I don't really need them

why don't I make the new one?
start from saying "hi let's be friend"
now I got all the loves that I need

these power of new friends
makes me feel alive
and now;

I forgot how it feels to be lonely

/f.r/

when you already got her,
don't you ever find another "her".