I feel blinded, in my own cage, by my own thoughts, i feel mad of me but happy to feel the golden sunrise on my face. You see? I’m connected with nature, no matter what! And that’s why I’m still alive, that’s why I’m still fighting. An angel. My angel.
Tell me why I’m feeling so guilty and why don’t you pushy me where I belong, how can you just stand there and watch me, just caring about all my light without step a finger, it’s hard for a human being to decide but let me thank you for being around.