Brother

You don't seem the same like you were last time you
came here.
Your head walks in another atmosphere.
Where I can't breath, where all that birds that
brought life can't fly.
There is a guy whose feelings that makes his mind
happy are gone to the bottom of the sea.
And he can't see, he can't feel, he can't smell his
place cause all he cares don't seem so important
anymore.
I guess you're crying everyday and you don't know
why.
But you need to try to understand your thoughts cause
they speak louder than your constant smile.
It used to be better when our age judged us worst than
what we were.
It´s hard to comprehend this salted and warm piece of
soul crawling down your face when you're alone