All our lives we are in chase.
A chase to feel good.
But the world always have to fuck up our plans.
When absurd overcomes logic,
When people cry,
When love become a sin,
When a global harmony is ruined,
Something inside of us is crushed,
Shattered into million pieces in the atmosphere.

Yesterday my friend cried.
Madness flooded her mind.
And not just yesterday, but most of her short life.
All she asked was a bit of innocence.
But not in this life...
And I can see why she's so hostile to me.
Because I am her in some way.
In a big way.

Apathy is a character we both acquired years ago.
We all made of the same kind of shit -
Our life.
Why do you think we want to kill ourselves sometimes?
It's just another way to say "I hate you!"

When I was young, I was innocent.
I truly thought that there is pure love in this world.
And then my friend turned it into hatred.
Is the such a thing called "too innocent"???
Is loving so much is a sin?
So why we make it one?

And after all, we think to ourselves,
Is there still any hope for us?
Is god still gives us a chance?
And then we ask ourselves:
"Why on earth god gave us to choose?!"