(i am) Staring at the grey april day Slowly leaking from the eyes. straight to the skyes.
Sterile wall, sterile air, Sterile sick-bad in the corner. And the window (that) i stare.
I`ve been loved and i have loved I was born and i will die soon. I`ve been tricked and i have tricked I forgive them, but will they do?
There is a grey april day, and the grass growing, growing higher People enjoy the nature and ???. And the children faces shining with smiles.
(i am) Staring at the teens rolling in the park, Looking for the sun at last. Soonly i will drown in the sea of dark Everyone loves, and then turn to dust.
Hey, disease, i beg you kill me. I cannot and dare not to do it myself. Stop my heartbeat, erase my feelings. Free me from the expectation for the death