Im lost. Im now with my head down like I never did.
Talk with my voice shaking like I never felt save and steady.
Run on the street in a different city chasing nothing.
When I draw it just don’t feel the same anymore.
But I still doing all my shit well.
I turn the TV on. Shut my feeling down.
Keep my hand on writing or doing something else.
I check my bank account.
Writing letters to someone that will never reply me.
It’s just so hard.