I want to live peacefully, like the water of a lake even though it washes me away..
I want to live in fantasy, weave a new story without the drama of pretending to care..
I want to be like blue, cold and frozen, hoping that my hopes will not be touched by gray..
I want, as long as I breathe, the melody of my hope will rise to the sky and not fall as rain..
I want my soul not to be killed with the lie of pretending to be beautiful...
Unfortunately I forgot, where I was standing was a room full of roaring manipulation..
