Things happenes, wind flews, we breath
but why don't we accept the truth.

Never thought that we would flew apart,
but always thought that we knew about us;
I thought that we stood for each other,
but never thought that there was never"we".

Life is not as complicated as you think,
but peoples's make it so complicated that you can't even think.

I think I'm so tired that,
rather than fighting for us,
I started to accept that there was no "us".

Things didn't...