My favourite skies.

It hurts.
So help me, I should keep on walking but my feet are tired.

I think it was enough.
Maybe it's time to fly for a while.

I still feel the pain, your voice has the power...

Your voice is my weakness, it can kill me.

But you know what?
Time flies, everything can change just in a fucking second.
Let's say goodbye.
And please, stop freezing my mind.