Long road to home is going to end. I’ve passed through the desert alone. my shoes are full of sand. The ghosts of the past will meet me at front door. Among them I am last to leave a shadow of sore. I am not sure If someone is waitin’ me. Once they told to find a mental cure… But I don’t know what it means. Don’t leave me alone. It’s too difficult to find a friend. Please, pick up the phone. Cause I got lost in sands.