Cool breeze
Closed eyes
Volunteering to leave
Without goodbye
I am too young
They are too old
Words flying around
Advices are gold
Praying for forgiveness
Praying for the sins
Eyes crossing the big hall
Not trusting in what they've seen
I like it here
I can't stay
Outside is colorful
Inside is gray
My back is heavy
I give one more step
I saw a kid
That said, I am dead
