IRC-Galleria

I was only getting up, you know.
Just going to smile, raising my hand.
Was that bad moment for you
Or is your wish as dark as your heart?
But don't worry, now I'm lieng here.
How cold and hard is the floor.
How beautifully it breaks my chin's skin.
And you have won, I know
And it makes me smile so much.
Because I won't have to raise my eyes.
Raise my eyes to meet yours.
First I thought it would hurt.
But then I noticed my soul runs further and furher
Everytime I sigh a whisper.
So there's not much left anymore.
I feel pretty light now,
There're no responsobilites anymore.
Thank You.