I feel that humanity has changed a lot.
That the pleasure of sugar is no longer sweet.
I feel that the freedom to imagine the imaginable has been lost.
I feel that the blood in our veins is no longer hot.
What if I scream?
Will I help to save the world ?
Can we conquer anything with pain?
Can we paint our lies with grey ?
The freedom that the human being has to make choices is no longer a priority.
What is the meaning of life?
Why are we born if we die?
Why do we kiss if we suffer?
had to scream, so no one could hear me .
I had to jump so nobody could save me.
Everyday single day...
Someone falls apart, someone is born, somebody needs reach.
I woke up in the morning, combed my hair, looked at me in the mirror without have any desire.
I sat under the tree to smell the summer.
As the children asked me about love and he’s definition
What about love?
Love is now the song we skipped on the playlist.
Love is the main sentiment of every dreamer.
Neither the greatest thinkers in history nor logic can find concrete definitions for feelings.
No one lives without love, so there is hatred.
In each cup we drink the poison of ingratitude.
The flowers are no longer immense.
These all words, figures of style and pleonasm ...
It was just to define how our life can be a great illusion