It's like world is in a blue monday and my mind is going down. I found myself in the middle of the city looking for tragedy and misery, specially when I look at the watch and I know that I lost my train and I remember the time that I wasn't ok, all the blame and fights all the spirit behind. You tell me sad stories about your childhood and I look at the watch taking away my time. The death is hidden in the watch. Death is hidden in my heart.
I don't know why but I trust her when she takes a part of me to nowhere, we spend all the month in wonderland. I was so happy in your boxers and in your t-shirt. I wonder if you have the same dreams and I wonder where is the death time.
Sometimes I wish that I could just pretend but it's only 27 years of life, no left too many years to myself.