Don't broke this silence, it's mine.

"Was the person I saw reflecting in our mirror? Complex is release feelings in poetry. It seemed... but from far away."

Ups and downs.

It seems like everything changes. But no. All is the same. The only ones who change are us, and the way that we see the world around us. Tired of all. All is the same. Nothing changes. Whatever. The moment will come someday. But is inevitable, even we know that everything will be alright, until we don't see it, don't believe it. And that's it. The day will come. At the moment is only another day waiting for something. To find someone who really smiles. Anyway... Another day.

See. Will. Act.