finna amalia.

often she feels lonely looking for somebody to talk to found one but he doesn’t ring back or does she forget how the phone rings?

got comfort in solitude hard to express what’s inside will anybody understand, she wonders will the emptiness be filled, she cries

faith is all she has watch the rain falls hoping the rainbow would cover her sorrow yet it won’t stop, keeps pouring heavily

tried to visit alternate universe stayed there for too long met her reflection instead telling her to go home

space is all she needs it’s a free world, they said run is all she wants be gone to meet the clouds

blindfolded then trip

so deep you wouldn’t let the sun to shine in

it’s slipping away, I know

so let me swallow your darkness

and the pain will be bearable

let it buried deep down inside

let space be the only witness

‘cause the truth hurts,