Lost

I keep wondering,
When will we find our way back home？
Where did we lost it,
When did it broke?
I really don't know.
I live through the moments that I do know,
Or at least think I know...

Goodbye

Your actions speak for itself.
I have been here before.
And I don't want to come here again.
This whole thing is making me sick.
I am flabbergasted.
I am done.
Bye~

Empty

I am just tired of fighting...
I have had enough.
I just want to be happy,
And live a normal life...