Brother

You don't seem the same like you were last time you

came here.

Your head walks in another atmosphere.

Where I can't breath, where all that birds that

brought life can't fly.

There is a guy whose feelings that makes his mind

happy are gone to the bottom of the sea.

And he can't see, he can't feel, he can't smell his

place cause all he cares don't seem so important

anymore.

I guess you're crying everyday and you don't know

why.

But you need to try to understand your thoughts cause

they speak louder than your constant smile.

It used to be better when our age judged us worst than

what we were.

It´s hard to comprehend this salted and warm piece of

soul crawling down your face when you're alone