Sometimes I feel like I’m drowning in a world of madness, people, anger, love. Sometimes I feel like I’m floating on the water, I feel lighter, like a feather.. And suddenly reality hits me and reminds me I’m still lying on the floor. They say life is reflected on a world of cruelty and pain, and I’m beginning to think maybe that’s the world they have created, their world… Maybe mine is mad, lacking any sense, but you wouldn’t understand...
Sometimes I wish you could get into me and see that morning is the most beautiful thing that exists… but I bet you don’t know as many colors as I do. Maybe this world of madness falls continuously over our individual worlds, like rain, and it impacts destroying our thoughts and dreams… But you wouldn’t understand… there’s a world in my head, and there’s a world in yours.
-Sometimes we don't see certain things until we're ready to see them in a certain way.
