Nothing to say...
Just... I'm being confused
When I walked out the door
and the birds flew away above my head
I think that it's gonna be alright
I do something in routine
But when I see the twilight
Blue-orange horizon catch me deeply
Why do I keep running ?
It's not about how I can forget
It's just about being me...
A fool-stupid-disorder.
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