Walking In A Path, A New Way..
On the wall the posters are gone ,
the grey notes have become ashes,
in the closet hidden magazines have vanished
and trying to live in a world that sometimes is lying.
Someone i know will be ''someone i knew'' ,maybe soon i hope,
staring on the wall the thoughts keep coming
but i keep fighting
and even if this ''something''is lying ,
logic will break it...
The hidden feelings someone can know ,
helps me walk
and i let ''that'' behind,let it behind.
Because it will be a different ,new day towards a different way
Im not sure , two -one -
but it will be a different path on a new day.