sometimes, yeah sometimes...when i feel prisoned everywhere in & out, then i ran to my window..a little breeze playing in my hairs...i feel someone touching me for what i`m waiting...
i feel so tired...so tired with all the happenings, with me...i wanna talk to my friends, wanna make some noise, this silence killing me...hope so, someday such a noise will break it...break my prison....break my thoughts...break my bad dreams and make me wake up....the day will harmonize me....
rains are so close from window...i like to wait here
