I'm suffering, it's true
But is there in other way then letting you go
Being raised with their truths
It's not easy to inhale life
My words don't come out,it's true
But shouting has no purpose
In this order with drawbacks
It's not easy to trust the heart
From the edge of the reality to the order of life
I couln't turn into a way
That's how it is today but after facing the winter
I'm sorry but I couldn't stay