There is a kind of strange thing happened in my head, my body, my skin, my bones, my days, my dreams, my everywhere that is a kind of strange feeling of seeking a way to abandon, to be abandoned, to run away, to be alone, to hide self, to show the soul, to make any possible sense of every micro pieces of the past, present and later days.

 

People

 

Yes I wanna go. don't know to where but just leaving. if you cry, i'll be sad. if you smile, thanks gods and I thankkk you.

 

forget me. forget my words, my sounds, my sight. as i'll forget yours. as that's the way it is.