Oh...

Dear star,
I wish upon you every night,
for a time machine or maybe a time bomb.
do I need those?
do I have to?

I don't know

really, my mind is moving away swiftly
to neverland where I can hide all my thoughts
remove away from me and pretend,
need to say more?
or should I write it on my arms?

mind blowing, how fast you run up the hills,
high up there, I couldn't find you,
nor your foot prints. M.I.A.
I was lost.


the CD changer, keeps on repeating the same,
old songs of heartbreaking stories, never ending fairytale,
boredom, sadness, pain,
oh I forgot, happy, also included.
used too.



once again, I blocked it out.

"yes! I did it!"

that was the first thought I had in mind.
I was wrong, all my thoughts are going,
places, not accurate.
why?
why is it so hard?


I've figured, you wrote a letter
to the president, to send a massive attack
on me, hitting every inch of my walls,
walls I've build from pure hatred and pain.
yes,the walls fell.
but not exactly all of them, just a few corners.
I survived.


Oh, thank God I did.