Growing Down

Forget The Motives

Growing Down


The broken tv seems so real 
hiding what I feel 
destructive passion 
sent to dead end 
break another path for past 
options against questions 
do we take the right decision 
no mistake for instinct 
just a forsaken chapter 
suddenly lost in an open sea 
hollow existence free 
the strongest word of a wide answer 
if this thoughts, spell me to rejection 
I have to bury strike before my last 
admission fails 
my breath against your chest, we clearly draw our lives 
status Idle , forgetting the motives 
my first chance came last, 
with many sufferings from pain 
I'm falling down and I know where is my fault 
a false value and a wrong amount of trust