يمكن..

بلون الدم أكتب لكـ رسايلي..

يمكن عينك بلونه تذوق حزني..

يمكن عيوني ان ما وصلتلك حروفي..

دمّي يوصلها لقلبك..

يمكن اللون ان مت يعزيك .. 

يمكن ان رحلت عن هالدنيا.. 

يصبرك اني كنت وياك لين يومك هذا..

هذا الحزن ياخوي طال.. طال.. طال..

هالألم ماله معنى.. أنا بس

Self-talk

Things don't fix themselves by themselves.. I should know that by now..


There is this problem that I tried to fix, but she never let me.. and the problem kept building up and now I can't deal with it.. It's too much to handle, and required some skills to deal with..

Never trust, didn't I figure that one before! I guess