And who do you think you are? Running around leaving scars collecting your jar of hearts and tearing love apart.
Hello my name is Violetta and i have a question for you dear stranger. Who are you,tell me please who are you,what are you,what drives you,what is inside you. Do you remember who you were at the age of 8? What were you dreams and hopes at that exact day? How was the world portrait to you? Did you knew to tell the difference between lies and truth?Who were you tell me please!
You remember? Great. I have another question,Who you are today dear friend?To me you look so pale, so gray. What happened in your life that made your spirit fade away and leave an empty shell behind. Was it a broken hear? A broken life? It’s like a storm,uninvited invading in to our lives taking down everything that’s in it’s way. And what is the goal of all of this,the goal is to steal the magic of our hearts.And this is who we are today, a train wreck,with a lot of baggage dragged behind.
Where is the love? Where is the magic? People devouring you piece by piece,leaving you with no possession,heart nor soul. Some leave you dead and cold.Try to hold on to who you were, don’t let anything or anyone corrupt soul.
