“
maybe something is wrong with me
I think I am right
don't know what to write
my letters are weird.
I have no aim, no focus
goal less, go less, stop more
I'm in it for the long run.
The wrong one.
Melody runs deep
I feel it in the beat
of the heart that weeps.
and the eyes that cry
are not always to be believed.
The heart that weeps.
”
”