We've got people around us, very bright people. Encouraging.
But it seems they are too far to talk to. Opening up was so easy back then.
It seems the world has gone to mute.
We wish everything is out of our chests, after a series of turbulences in our lives.
Sure tears help a lot, giving you a fresh breath. Screaming might help too.
Everything is out of our chests.
We are trying to figure it out, scenario after scenario. There might be a light, somewhere along the road.
But it's only us talking to nobody, hoping that God hears your voice and reply back.
What is it, God?
