Shadows dancing on the walls,    i see faces i cannot recognize,   trembling hands with small fingers,   and my cup of tea shatters on the floor.   We were like clouds in a storm.   I hope one day i’ll find   my true face behind this mask,   then all these uncertain thoughts   will turn to answers or just disappear...   Some waves won’t ever break on the sand   These waves are too far from the beach   Tears running down from your eyes...   When i start to decompose   tell all our friends that it’s not time to cry but laugh,   because i was so...depressed and confused   dreaming with an end....like this.   Let’s celebrate the separation    When bitter tears taste so sweet and i won’t be here anymore.