HAZE

Honestly, I don't now know if it was worth it.

Only thing I know it's definitely worsened me!

The biggest problem and what we have to do with it?

I lost myself in paragraphs, with no chance to escape from it.

I saw beautiful flowers, staring at the ceiling.

I throw away just millions of hours, they called it therapy, nobody said it's killing.

They gave me millions, millions of books and said to be proud of it!

I was drowning in distress, I forgot my friends, I hadn't even got a single chance to meet.

And I put on a happy face, every time I enter

Such a filthy place.

All the thing I reckoned, that they are for me.

Put my head in haze, who I wanna’ be?

Wanna’ be amazed, wanna’ be a man, wanna’ stop to chase, wanna’ start to change, wanna’ make some friends, wanna’ make amends

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We will see.