I'm not the same person when you first met me.
Now,i have become a devil.Not an angel anymore.
Help me bring my soul back to my heart.
It is too late when my heart stop to bleed.
Now i live without a life.
An emptyness occupied my heart.
I can no longer breathe like a bird.
I smile as if i am holding a knife stabbing myself deep down.
Killing every inches of the remaining me.
Blood still flows furiously under my skin but i can't feel pain anymore.
Please.
Don't let me go while i'm still breathing.
Although i lead a life without a soul.
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