Capturing the role which I have chosen

A role disgusting who dies before this hope

Front of this blade threw the final gesture

Hoping to change something

The impact to the reality comes the final blow ..

I take the bottle and the knife .

I lose all desire to do anything .

I dream of a better future.. when in fact I know it will not be so

I hurt myself again and again and go deeper and deeper I fall deeper and deeper into this vicious circle

Go down more deeply the more I realize that it is useless to go ahead

Throws in the towel and resign myself

Crying and laughing behind this false

Mask that is melting

Behind this loneliness

Behind this beloved loneliness .