Goodbye, maybe

8 05 2010

So it’s time to leave. Tomorrow the train will lead me to another city to visit my few friends and I’ll try to smile.
But I’m broken inside somehow. As usual. There’s a crack in the porcelain of my soul that I’ve never been able to fix and that crack is impossible to hide or to just forget. It’s always there in plain sight and I can avoid to watch it but there is always something happening that put my mind back again on it.

Face to face with myself is always so painful.
I need a blindfold. I can’t witness myself anymore.

One of the best songs ever, anyway. °_°