Summertime sadness

I had a breakfast on the roof.
A shy sun shine touchs my skin
softly...

All my inner fears
are reveal with the simplicity
of the blue sky above my shoulders.

The sadness, the angriness leaves my body
with the simplicity of a bright morning.

I was happy that night.
I was happy that week.
I was happy knowing...

I was happy.

I won't make the same mistake.
Read to free yourself.

Write to find
write to need,
write to claim the feel of your voice.

Don't you waste around.
This is the last time that
I collect your pieces.

We both know something.
I'm lost in you.