Nights are special, no one knows what happens after two, why I'm not going forwards or backwards, I just stand there and stare. Maybe the time has come to go sideways and it has only one direction. Someone taught me these lessons and I'm really grateful for that day. But the path is empty and I just walk one step after another, I want to look back but there is nothing else other than pain and I come too far. Someday I will see what's behind me and wonder why it took too long to identify myself.
