Many out of thousands of days,
Just wanted to sit quietly,
Listen to own heartbeat,
Stare at the empty wide wall,
Lay in bed stare again and ask what the **** is wrong with me?
And gathered in the lost memories trying hard to fix it as puzzle game and
Yell at the ceiling “******* “ .
Feel absolutely good doing nothing because for that moment I don’t wanna know where am l .
W.E