• neermohi 5w

    Turning up side down. .

    I'm running backward direction into the old roads, taking my thoughts and memories back,
    So that, you don't get the key to my soul,
    I'm cleaning everything like a serial killer,
    so that, i don't get murdered by your thoughts,
    I'm not going to give any chance to 'my mysterious stranger' to left me into the wondering state of mind,
    It's my turn to left you into the "bitter-sweet realism".