Damn you girl,
Damn you if you can’t even put a right face on your own made picture
So what? Nothing is like you wanted it to be,right?
Yeah,yeah, we live
A real life,
Not that baked with honey and cream
So destroy what you wanted it to be
It’s a silly thing you know
And I’m not telling lies
Ask old lady ,
She knows what world used to be in old,forgotten broken days…
Damn you girl,
Damn you if you still kill butterflies with a single hit of porcelain fingers,
Someday this thing will happen to you to.
Here comes a blizzard
Shaking this day
And things won’t be the same.
No more.
No more.
No more.
We choose just what we want to become ourselves.
Reataliate.