Yangın var...

İsyan

Kırılmış her yanım, akar kanım bembeyaz sokaklara... Erişemem, uzanamam kollarına... Yatıyorum kabuslara... Uyanmamacasına.

Incomparable

Will there be a time when I stop comparing you with others? Is there a person who will make me stop thinking about you? Can anyone replace you, find a place in my heart which has not already been filled by you? You are drawning my soul... You are blinding my eyes towards anybody else... I only see you, I desire only you...

Too tired to try

I need it to be easy and smooth... It should be a time for me only to sit back and watch the show. I want to be convinced that life would be much better if I say yes. Otherwise I am too tired to try anymore. Too old to struggle...