I remember the times... the real good ones...
There was a time where I didn't have to worry about anything,
A time where I knew that everything was in it's place...
A time where I ask for a heart, where I ask for trust, and I didn't care about the lies...
There was a time (and kindda quoting somebody), were I was different, I really was...
But now?...
Throughout human evolution, there has been many changes in the human behavior,
At the begining, the people were strangers to each other, then came that stage where a 'frenger' is the word for it... and then in a smaller stage... the friends came, and all the people started to be happy with each other... but when people feel the need to talk to each other, and tell important things through a third person... then... people just go back to frengers, sad isn't?...
Well maybe, just maybe, nothing can be lost if at least one person belive in frienship,
The change starts with one.
I receive trust, and I find out that I had a heart, that I care por people, that I have more faces...
First I feel more that I was, then... well, I find out the reality, a piece of crap worth more than I can ever wish for, but at the end, I just accept the fact...
Is passion's lost?, all the trust is gone?,
I never lied, I never left, but I never lived and I was never loved and now I'm lost and hurt.
you are a stupid :D