I´m sitting and waiting, waiting for time to go by,waiting for something to happen, something I don`t know what it is, something that needs to happen.
I`m sure I belong some place else, somewhere far. I must see where I belong because the air I`m breathing now is suffocating my soul.
Days are fading, people are not part of life, I am not important anymore.
Greedy dreams of mine...
If I am not to die now, I must wait, again.
I set myself to live a strange life.
