His words make me sad....

A million things to do
Every morning I wake up
Keep myself at ease
Sometimes next to someone



Every day I am in this mess
I can’t help it and I think of you
Just the top layer of the feeling
Enough to make me dig in all that I’m doing
Even when it’s foolish
...

Sometimes I succeed
In losing the reason
But it always comes back...


* Lyrics by T.B.