Caution wet floor

Dreamless. Can’t sleep. Through the cottons of my eyes I can’t feel, can’t rewind. Cause natures’s green. Touching the ground. Feeling like cold sand, thinking in how dirty I'm becoming. Then it became a routine. To use only words I love. Those which silktouch my ears.

Mental breakdown. Can’t wait the world.

Then, why do you ask me for them? Exactly, why do you ask me for those two of them? You can’t even remember my face if I wear it clean. You can’t even remember three years have passed since. I don't do physics anymore. I couldn't, I couldn't do it. That's it. I lied. Surprise. It wasn't the first one. It won't be the last.

Three years have passed since. Since I smiled last time. Now I got no earphones. Got me, but no that I most ever wanted. Most ever wished.