Don't care anymore.

Lost.
Lost in some field with free butterflies.
Flying around me, spreading their innocence above me
like some judging bitchs, telling me I'm not worth it.
Don't blame them.
Lost.
Lost in some streats on the way back home.
People with busy lifes, desperate to get back from work.
desperate to change lifes.
Don't balme them.
Lost.
Lost in some far place in my darkest memories.
Moments that are so gone and still hurt.
People that are vanished for good and still...
and still... they walk in the same streats that I do.
I blame them.


(some months a go)

Don't care anymore.


Listening to: Nothing Else Matters - Metallica
Wondering about something undefined.