Now I can live since i’ve survived.

My membership fee was written by me.

Maybe because I’ve had enough.

But history repeats.

And you’re what I need.

I want it to end but also begin.

Even if the heart stays the same.

But that’s what you took.

How long has it been?

Maybe it’s the only way.

So get out of my way.

I see death like you see it.

When I am famous, don’t take it personally.

That’s when she said are you okay?

Is it because of who I once was?

But honey, they never will be.

But then one day I did.

I took that picture to remember.

my thoughts are screaming and I’m not listening.

Are you buried in the cemetery?