Lately, I've been broadcasting to my friends that I'm a wreck. It's an exaggeration ofcourse. It's just a defense mechanism of mine for being visited by bad thoughts and memories lately. From a really, really long time ago.

Nobody said it was easy
Oh it was such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
Nobody said it would be so hard
I'm going back to the start ...

It's just back then, I couldn't imagine myself to be a liar. I lied about a lot of things. Maybe it's a side effect of dreaming too much.

Oh well. Now that's in the drain.