Wandering in the streets wondering where we should meet...
I keep on walking but I end up sinking so deep...
Deep in my thoughts, deep in myself and all I see is let's try to imagine together
Closing your eyes without thinking of anything, you see the emptiness that's what's inside me.
So I keep on walking holding on to something called hope hoping that it would bring me back but all it does is holding me back.
When did all this start? When did I lose my reason to fight? When did I let bad emotions ignite and take charge.
I look at the mirror and I don't recognize the reflection, I see a broken image of a guy I used to be or a fading image of someone I will never be again.