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Why it have to be like that my world is lost and I can't find it self. Patience is gone from me right now and there's nobody else. My soul is dead inside of me and there's no other way I can be, the tension is complete and I can't turn. I guess that my soul will burn. I guess that my soul will run. My life is desperate and I can't control. No working by myself I think I lost my soul. The confusion of a man is like that be fucked up again, when you think is all OK your soul is gone deep away. All the scares in my face are results of disgrace. When I try to make a goal I just can't find I lost my soul.
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