i’m not really sure. i’m not sure not even a little about.. anything.
i’m not sure what am i goin’ to do tomorrow, not even today.
i’m not sure who i’ll meet. what i’m gonna do there.
what new persons i’m going to meet
i just now.. they leave marks.
people, moments, vicies, discussions.
or worse, they don’t leave any mark.
i’m fuckin’ confused, so that’s why i’m ready too leave.
yea, i’m concerned of staying here, so i’m happy i gotta leave soon.
i don’t really wanna leave.. i just want to let some time to pass, so that when i’m coming back, everything will be as it was, when it was ok.
huh?









