the day is so sad, like someone died
the sky is so dark, looks likes it cried
As the trees screaming because of the wind
wacking, pushing wipe it all clean
Hills and mountains look like a liltle boy
whos hiding, frightining of the liltle 'joy'
Oceans and rivers everything runs dry
forcing human to say goodbye
I'm not talking about the world
I'm not talking about the people
I'm talking about my heart
that feels like the jungle
Asking myself, why, who, where?
why i'm here, am i going somewhere?
like i said, the world is so sad, like someone died
I don't have any tears left, even how much i tried
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