I've spoken so much, that I'm afraid it may be much harder.
I've lost control, being too hasty and cranky.
When I see it comes throught my mind I have to wake up,
it's only a dream.
And when I try to plan it even much harder,
I have to stop myself, before it gets to another area.
And that's hard. That's so damn hard, trying to hold it inside all the time.
I've been numb for so long, and I'm frightened.
Sumberging it - the only solution.
The thing is, it's only a year and a half,
so little for some, so much for me.
And I don't want to screw it all up.
My life depends on that.
Everything ends.
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