Sanoja: Growing Down. Other. Forget The Motives.

The broken tv seems so real
hiding what I feel
destructive passion
sent to dead end
break another path for past
options against questions
do we take the right decision
no mistake for instinct
just a forsaken chapter
suddenly lost in an open sea
hollow existence free
the strongest word of a wide answer
if this thoughts, spell me to rejection
I have to bury strike before my last
admission fails
my breath against your chest, we clearly draw our lives
status Idle , forgetting the motives
my first chance came last,
with many sufferings from pain
I'm falling down and I know where is my fault
a false value and a wrong amount of trust