Feelings. All these feelings, They are the one who slowly killing me.
I have no where to hide from them, because they are all inside and they keep on coming, over and over again.

I need my lonleyness. I need my time. Everywhere I go someone expecting something from me.

Where did my hapiness go? Where did life go? I don't know. The possibility of getting to know it is small. But maybe I can find it, somewhere, somehow, but I will never going to be able to hide from the feelings.