It feels different -
To start caring less,
To start feeling less,
To being less.
It feels empty -
It feels as if I don't belong anywhere,
Free from pain, free from all the burden,
And as light as the wind.
But it's better than being a person full of sorrow.
I don't know if it's okay to be this way,
I don't know until when will I be this way,
I don't know if this is the right way,
Only time can tell,
Let's see -
where this wind will take me.