<3 Ko
I watch the sky,
I ask it why,
I walk along
The lonely road,
I question you
I ask you why?
Why do people carry guilt,
why do they judge so fast,
they never see the jokes within,
and sink inside their lies,
Why don't people just begin,
to give a little care,
Why do they conclude in mind,
But no one likes to share...
i'm about to die, breaking down, emotionally and physically... I try my best, but i never do my best, i'm too lazy to do my best all the time,i like to be in the middle of all the events, but fuck, when she's around i just can't, she breaks me down, talks about her new boyfriend, and seeing others having their life, i just see, how real love, the perfect, even ideal love is just an exprеssion many created to suffer... What is love? what are exprеssions, what are words, why do people look in words too much, they miss out too much, why don't we just enjoy the discussion, why don't we openly tell what we think and feel, is it actually that hard... I didn't sleep enough for a while, 5 nights in a row: just 4 hours for each, for some people it is normal, not for me though... i need to start working on the hookah bad project, cuz i just need to do something interesting for me, something that would be fun and excitening, i can't wait to come to Kazakhstan, i don't have any support here, not much at home, but i know that there are people who actually care about me, here, they are different, they can be mean, they seem to care, but then they just break away, leaving a little ashy trail, for me to look at... maybe i am a loser, but i have a heart, i really do, even though it is turning black every single day....
<3 KO
I ask it why,
I walk along
The lonely road,
I question you
I ask you why?
Why do people carry guilt,
why do they judge so fast,
they never see the jokes within,
and sink inside their lies,
Why don't people just begin,
to give a little care,
Why do they conclude in mind,
But no one likes to share...
i'm about to die, breaking down, emotionally and physically... I try my best, but i never do my best, i'm too lazy to do my best all the time,i like to be in the middle of all the events, but fuck, when she's around i just can't, she breaks me down, talks about her new boyfriend, and seeing others having their life, i just see, how real love, the perfect, even ideal love is just an exprеssion many created to suffer... What is love? what are exprеssions, what are words, why do people look in words too much, they miss out too much, why don't we just enjoy the discussion, why don't we openly tell what we think and feel, is it actually that hard... I didn't sleep enough for a while, 5 nights in a row: just 4 hours for each, for some people it is normal, not for me though... i need to start working on the hookah bad project, cuz i just need to do something interesting for me, something that would be fun and excitening, i can't wait to come to Kazakhstan, i don't have any support here, not much at home, but i know that there are people who actually care about me, here, they are different, they can be mean, they seem to care, but then they just break away, leaving a little ashy trail, for me to look at... maybe i am a loser, but i have a heart, i really do, even though it is turning black every single day....
<3 KO