i thought i'am a good runner fast as light but i figure out that i am as slowly as the human body . i thought that i ran from the darkness and find the light again i thought my smile back to me . but nothing has been changed still the same sad tired sick i can't breathe i can't smile i can't feel i can't cry . in this night with the full moon every second a soul of me die a bullet from darkness enter to my stomach . every day i find myself into losing my friends . i don't believe in friendship, i don't believe in nothing ''only imagination''