I guess this is 'Good-bye!'

Running on pieces of broken hope



When the sky is falling and the stars are trembling… 
Blue, only the sky and I, I’m only blue inside.
Because I run as far as i could get trying to find a way out from this huge maze called ‘life’.
And now, I look at this sky and the clouds were changing like all my dreams.

Perfect situation



Why does everybody expect everything to be perfect? It's not. 

Need

I need a thousand dreams and ideas to keep my mind busy for a second.
I need rain to make me forget and wind to make me go away.
I need to act like there's nothing wrong.
I need little hope and faith and love.
I need to feel worthy.
I need you.

Because I miss you.

Who knew