posted on May, 19 2013 @ 04:20 PM
I will break free from this illusion. I won't break my heart again, I won't let it leech me void of myself.
Howcome I died?
I want to be a hunter again, I want to see the world, alone, again.
To take my chance on life again, so let me leeeaave, let me gooo, let me leeeaave.
I am not in a depressed mood, just to make this clear.
On topic, what have you ever known but suffering from trying to figure out how they are from looking to their eyes?
An equation: (a bit confusing since it's also about eyes)
When one cries of happiness. The eyes tear, but they are happy