Nyt ei oikein tiiä miten vois sanoilla kuvata tätä oloa.

 

 

I wanted to be the breath of fresh air,
When everything smelled so insincere.
 

 

 

Which part of me is lost?
I feel so close,
And yet I am so far.
Which part of me is lost?
I feel so close,
And yet I am so (far)

 

From first to last - Note to self