If I were just a bit more brave
maybe all of this wouldn't have happened
and maybe there still is a litlle place for him in heaven
only if all of them wouldn't have hated us so much
after all, we are like wind that goes by without anybody
noticing.
I had a dream once, but they had to be so mean and take my
life for me
I haven't had the chance to figure out who they are.
I am stuck in my nightmare which I brought myself into,
I am two oceans too far to be saved, I am trapped.
The cold wind is running through my bones, I shake often of
fear, I am scared.