Is it a blessing Or a curse?
I am not sure About All this scars...
I am used to all of this beings in my heart trying a find a way out of here..
This city smell like
Just misery and pain...
I am gonna scream Out here..
I wish nobody gonna stop me...
Cause this
Emotions Are slowly killing me inside...
Won't u Lend Ur Hands just once?
Who knows if I will be Back by Tommorow or not?
I see...
We are holding our hands...
Don't Mind if we never come back...
I will be happier Up there..
So will she..
I am coming up all to u....
I am fragile And tired....Why didn't u take me away...