If you see the heart of the tree, you can see its soul.
Right now, I feel like a liquified drop of coldness, so lost in nothing
In being nothing in knowing I am nothing, to the ones I love, in knowing there is someone else in the place where they are in my heart, in their heart,
I know it was because of the others, to forget and impress the others that they love, that I am here in the first place.
If my heart was not so wrapped in coldness, I would break and burn again and again.
There is nothing but devastation in my future and my past and its so cold here.