1 November

Ingen ork, lust eller glädje... Hur mkt man än vill så går det inte längre... Mitt projektarbete kommer gå åt helvete... Mitt liv glider ur sin bana och så fort jag sitter ensam så bränner det inom mig... Vad ska jag göra??? Önskar nån kunde hjälpa... *************************************** My hands are broken, And time is going on and on, it goes forever (how long). So I got high and lived all that life that I've taken all for granted. Promise me you'll try To leave it all behind, 'cause I've elected hell, Lying to myself. Why have I gone blind? Live another life. You. You. The only way out Is letting your guard down and never die forgotten (I know). Forgive me, my love, I stand here all alone, and I can see the bottom. You. You.