and here inside my home
my mind goes on as always
they said come on
and I tried to be different in so many ways
I look to the past looking for my traumas
maybe new times and new methods
or just to old habits old hopes
I write my diary as if it were a poem
they said come on
and I see so many lights outside
here trying to revive that flame
that ignites with my thoughts
somehow it's still there even if I don't look anymore they said come on
it's a perfect time to declutter my mind
to look at myself and say hello
