No one can understand you except you
No one can feel you excepted
Tired,
Exhausted,
And fired
That's truly you
No one will help,  if you can't find who is truly you!
lost in a world,  I'm without you
my soul they said, it's really you !
Faded,
shaded,
I'm searching you you
I won't give up until I reach you
They said one human can't be divided into two
Yet, I discovered that I nothing without you!  
Spits, my soul has been already split into two !
Happy then sad,
sad then depressed,
depressed empty,  
I'm really wondering is that me
full of  contradictoriness, are we ?

It's not sadness
It's rather madness
It's not hate
It's because we don't have faith
It's not loneliness ,
It's rather craziness
It's not a trick,
I'm really sick
It's not a flat ,
It's really a trap
It's not tiredness,
it's rather a mixture of sadness and madness
Sad and at the time mad
which creates nothing but an empty dead

Don't cry, don't try, just fly
don't scream, just say I have a dream  yellow, and read  can chlorate to create out  sky
I wish that cocoon liberate his beautiful butterfly
Then, our spring  comes once again
shine, you're no longer mine

HELLO,
            POETS
HELLO
           ARTISTS
HELLO
            CREATORS
HELLO
            FATHERS OF FEELINGS

Inside us, there are volcanos
Inside us, there is nothingness
Inside us,there is emptiness
inside us, there is no meaning to us
We are busted by that nostalgic feeling