Sadness is a beautiful blue- grey sphere… above my head, my fucking head. Walk fast and feel inside my eyes the cold of the air… need to stay smooth. Never felt so sore, deny all I swore. All I was is gone, what defiles me has come… where were you?… in all of this… where the fuck were you? They keep saying I will understand, it’s just a question of time, but I really don’t think that I will understand, every habit has its surprise… and now I have become the one who betrays the fools, and there’s nothing to compromise, no teeth, no strengths… I’m breaking off the fight, I am sorry for breaking off the fight, but this is the way it’s turning out. That does not fit to me, things was so different before… I have withdrawn, I have withdrawn. It’s surprising how my time swells and stops melt in sound, liquid sound.