Hmmm

I keep having this dream
I cant sleep and the thought of the dream doesnt leave me untill the next night, when its time to struggle with the new dream. The same dream.

You are still the same
I am still the same
And together we make it a never ending road

All my anger is just something invented, something mixed up.
Its nothing that bothers me, but still, its a stone insteed of a beeting heart.
But it doesnt belong to me, it is for you, it is you.

Its so fucking anoying.