Behold the anger in those faces. What a pity that was the fate. Up on the clouds stuck on the ground. Locked inside an upsetting room. Still the same if weren't the fact. It was the line between joy and shame. Come back home. Now you're safe. What was left was no mistake. When there's no sure if you are awake. Run and ask for a merciless pinch. Expect it hurts more than you thought. It would bad things are meant. To take a lot less time. Feel what is worth being felt or. Change all the things you don't care anymore. Hope that it? s the best for what you want for. And make yourself more than a useless part of all. After all seems I'm in safe. Surrounded by fake behavior. Trying but not so hard. To fill old empty spaces. All that talk and lack of confidence. Who messed this over and let me lost again. Didn't ask much when I said. "Can I have more time?. I'm getting dizzy in this way". Let me know what I was supposed to do. Tell me I'm not on my own again. Make me feel like all that harm is gone. And there'll be more than one place that I belong. Feel what is worth being felt or. Change all the things you don't care anymore. Hope that it? s the best for what you want for. And make yourself more than a useless part of all