The day has been too long.
I've been waiting ,
like I  do all days.

Waiting, just waiting;
waiting the moment for been alone,
completely alone.

Just me and my thoughts;
fighting for survive
or maybe, deciding when to die,

I wait the time for been alone;
cause no one could understand,
what the hell is going on.

I don’t even know,
so i cant neither explain it.
I just feel that I’m dying.

It scares me,
I not used to be this way;
but now everything change.

My mind I full of emptyness,
I spend my days thinking about nothing.
Just waiting when all this ends.

-Paola M.R.B