Falling (Urban Paradise)
I have nothing. I don't know where I am heading. I feel like a ship that's lost in the seven seas. Will I ever find a way to heal my broken soul? The world is tearing apart, like never before, bombs are falling next to the walls I am standing. And I am still standing still. You'll never understand the mechanic pain within me, can't be more damned than I already am. No matter how many times I hear 'hold on a little bit', it won't heal the wound I got from the cut. I feel like a bird in a cage. Will I ever find a way to open my wings and fly away? I've been waiting for something to happen and I've been denying the loneliness in me, but I see that there's no way around. I am falling from the paradise I created. I am a million miles away from where I wish I was. I don't know who I am anymore. Even if you take it all away from me, I won't be bothered 'cause I am tired of counting the miles they take when I
