Bombs are coming, the bells are ringing, my soul is nowhere to be found; the enemy? Well, I am not quite sure who it is, could it be my friends? Could it be my friends from school? , Sometimes I even wonder if this war is not against me…
The bombs start hitting the floor, one by one, the people start felling to the floor, all I want to happen at this moment is this nightmare to finish.
One by one, my friends start to fall apart; all over the place, my disturbed body looks on every corner in the world; despite I found some real important people for me, I can't seem to recognize them anymore, are they really what I am fighting for? They may not notice, but with their words are like missiles aimed at my heart.
The war is here and now, I have been sent into the battlefield without any guns, there is nothing left for me but loneliness.
With the twilight, my body finally rests, wondering: What went wrong? Why is this happening? When will this finish? How do I get out of here? Been kind brought me into this situation, this people don't seem to care, is it really worthy to push myself over because of them? Definitely not!
The war may be coming to an end, but the black clouds loaded of consequences just started to appear; I am left here surrounded with darkness and doubts. The chaos is inevitable.
All I can say at the moment is that something big is about to happen…
Guess I have too much spare time, eh? :p
