As I'm writing this, the tears streaming down my face.

No one understand and I can't explain.

I feel meaningless, and I think you can guess.

The pain you get in your chest.

I don't know what I've done but right now I'm glad you're gone.

If you could se me now maybe you would se somehow.

Now I'm lost, with no trust, love me is not most.

But just so you know, this is the beginning of a war.