Breathing

I take my hat off, bow before the greatness. You're so much braver I'd give you credit for. Somehow the Grays create a harmony, and no color can add a flavor. I've started to feel like... I know the face, familiar stranger. I'm not a child, I feel misunderstood. I built a bridge, you use the tunnel now. The rope we are pulling is slipping away from me. All this wasted time is killing me, and I've started to feel like... I can not control my life anymore, feel a need to leave and breathe on my own. I remember all the broken songs of our life. Maybe one more wrong will make it all right. I just really need to be alone now.