Where am I? What am I doing? My my, and I told you not to tie, all we wait are the next day, we lost the Meanings, and I lost what I was, nothing matters, you know what, no one will never be the same, where are we people. Switch off the nightmare, like a storm we can't end. Life is so beautiful that we can't appreciate it; a long ghost melody lengthens in the night. Walking under the tree's night, my body was full, got to free it from all these trash, you included.