The sky is getting darker and the air is getting cooler.
This may be one of the last nights I spend in my new home
I hear the train. It runs around this time every night. I love the sound
I watch the sky like its television. And i take a picture so i won’t forget
And then i take another to be sure
I pray to God. And i beg the whole universe for some answers. I beg God to make this work
The train. I love the train
I am somewhere else
I am going somewhere else
On that train
Please God take me away
Everything hurts
The train again
Take me somewhere else
Take away the pain
This apartment. So picture perfect and suited just for me. Will be empty again.
I feel alone
My heart is in a million little pieces
I cannot breathe
I look into the other little apartments windows. People living their lives. Are you happy? Little apartment? Can you make mine happy too?
Something About Being Happy 