You dream too much.

You sleep too less.

The sun wakes up every day,

so do you, if you wanna stay.

Yet your soul still sleeps in another bed

And your mind cares for what I've said.

How nice would be to walk there again.

Maybe hand in hand?

That will never occur.

Still hanging up with your dreams? Yes

Still waiting for something better? Yes

Still willing a complete change? Of course

Why not the change? Because too much hangs on me...

[No colours today]

Sh! No thinking, no talking, no speaking.

A wave of anger and disappointment has taken over me.

Sh! Now I need my five minutes with the world.

You won't believe it, but I wish I would've stayed where I belong to.

Things would have been much easier, much normal, much dull.

Sh! No thinking, no talking, no speaking.

Just breathe and make up.

Només viure significa extreure la mera essència de la vida.

Només viure significa respirar, dormir, sobreviure.

Els somnis es converteixen en realitat i deixen lloc a un sentiment premonitori de por i angoixa recordant allò viscut i sobreviscut. Tira endavant, sí, però no et deixis portar altre cop per la màgica il·lusió de què algú t'espera. Sigues tu mateix contra el món. És la única solució.

[Just living means pulling out the mere essence of life.

Just living means breathing, sleeping, surviving.

Dreams become reality and they only leave space for premonitory feelings of fear and anxiety, reminding everything which has been lived and survived. Go ahead, yes, but don't let yourself to be carried away for the magic ilusion that somebody is waiting for you. Be yourself against the world. That's the only solution.]

I don't blame you.

I just don't understand how much a person can change.

With person I mean you.

Am I guilty for your change?

Am I guilty that you don't love me anymore?

How could you fall so deep 

when you have been so loved?

Mum, will I ever feel the warmth and the sweet caress again that I've lost on the way?

It could have been so wonderful...

Don't try to see how she is doing. I won't let you. It's still too painful to remember without digging in the whole once more. She wishes she could share all these thoughts with you, the moment she whispered how much she loves you. And she still does. You erased her. She's just an obituary.

Why can't you just disappear?

*sweet sigh*

Everything was a lie

Congratulations, my dear.

Today you fly and nothing will be like before.

Sleepless nights. Painful moments.

It wasn't worth to wait for you.

At least I hope you've found what you were looking for.

I'm feeling colourful today.

It's not a tweet, it's a statement.

Thank you for smiling at me.

After a bad dream

it's strange to see that the sun shines again.

I wonder how different our lives have been.

Time has shown how incomplete we were.

For another cycle in life, we ask,

it might come before we get rid of the old one.

So ist es fine.

Undo the miracles and enjoy the sun.

The sky cried exactly one year ago.

Now it has accepted the way life goes on.

Maybe I should do the same.

- "Put your shoes on. We are leaving to some place where nobody will find us."

- "And what if somebody do?"

- "We'll do as if we don't know each other anymore."

It's so cloudy in my head

that my words can't be spread,

maybe you will find the way out, my dear,

I hope you have no fear,

when you see I am much far away

than to admit that you'll never stay.