Really upset for what comes across me lately
Had to keep my mind busy

Because solitude is the real friend
Rare people use to get along with it

I came with myself
To the place I love
  without a bunch of friends

I experienced it myself
Solitude means enjoy yourself feeling alone
  but not to feel lonely

I played it myself
To be dumb and pretend to understand nothing
  while the world is crumbling down

I watched it myself
The place to stay for a while
  in all of sudden got burnt
   that left pieces of memories

I felt it myself
Having the loudest minds
  always do something to limit their circle
   and keep their feeling out from sight
    while pain cut you off in an unorganized way

I did it myself
Meant to be good and somehow hollow

I listened to it myself
After words that come from the mouth are nonsense

I buried it myself
Guilty feeling that always comes up
  and it keeps pushing up the ground to the skies

I said it to myself
This must have come to an end

Seems like having a different personalities
But, I can assure you it's not

It all full of stress and bliss simultaneously
Wish you to get well and blessed really soon
  myself

Man, she can't say another word
Not today
Not tomorrow

Having you on her side is something big to her
Telling you about her day, means you're in her world
Loving you is kind of confusing, she said

Day and night passes by
No call from her

She tries to arrange steps ahead
Maybe she goes to the future without you, means you're replaceable
Or you're not
To leave you behind isn't in her top priority

Furthermore
She not to meant to cross the line
She prays to the Almighty
For the best of you
For the best of her

She tries to deliver something to you
Between happy and sad things

May this problem solved, soon
For a new path of your journey

But I believe
Not today
Not tomorrow

Is it okay to be nice every day?
Seems like it's not
I barely not think when I do
Because sometimes, it doesn't get me to the place I want

Is this all my fault?
In the moment that I really don't know how to read things
when I spell it all out in sober?

I can't even tell the differences
  And, of course
    I owe you an apology

It's on my mind for the past weeks
  I'm really sorry

For things, that went wrong
  For words, I told you that not strong
    For sleepless night hourlong
      To our minds that don't get along
        To you, I don't belong

I'm deeply sorry.