i had hopes as well as aspirations and dreams. but as the river still steadily flowed through the streams. i did nothing to make any come true. now i guess that the time is due. before i had realised, the river was dry and i don’t feel enough anymore to even let myself cry.

I hate them for making me hate myself

And this time when he screams tears from his throat he lets himself cry too.

The only thing that makes me cry is the time that keeps passing me by

I did not know I had a heart until you broke it