B-C-YumeYume

It makes you strong,tell me. It makes you strong, now you tell me in the silence of words that already is known to us. None of us is surprised that the words sound from within, because he was always so. Always had to be so. It makes you strong echoes in here from you, and I know it's time for you to go again. I make myself strong. Make myself strong now that I know is only until now,and those "until now" does not hurt that much, does it? We do not change that much, does it? After all you'll return, someday. (Even if you're not yourself when you're come back.) (And I have, I tied my ♥ to you.)

... broken.  We keep living each day in this world, and we still can't believe we're all broken. We're nothing more than some bruised hearts, that keep on believing that yesterday is gonna be better than the present is. But then, yesterday turns into today, and you think once again that the secret is be patience and wait, things will be better. Take a breath, once again. The people around you just smile and say that life is wonderfull. Do they really believe in what they say? Would you believe it, if you would ever say that too? They seem so happy. They seem so fine. They smile a lot, they laugh a lot, they dance and jump a lot. But...T

 Sometimes I wish I could be another person. I don't mind at all if this sounds kinda idiot, silly or what, it's the truth. I guess, everyone, some moment in life, wish they could be different, don't they? Don't we? It's weird, maybe. But...just happens. Sometimes I wish I could live far away from here. London, Paris, New York, who knew...I wish my hair was longer. And black, really, really black. I wish I could make art in all the places I go. I wish I could go to places, to visit things, to learn the world outside this small town. I wish I could meet different people. People who don't smile to you in the face and then kills you, o