How can I change my past?
How can I start my life again,
Rewrite all the bad moments,
Or never be born at all?
Sometimes I think it would be good
For me and for other people.
Existence is not about love;
Existence is always about pain.
To find meaningful things is not easy,
And I try to make sense of the little things:
Rainy days, summer nights and stars,
Favorite books, and notepads with poems…
Maybe it could be mother\'s smile.
Maybe it could be father\'s voice.
Maybe it could be grandma\'s laugh…
But it is bringing me only heartache.