How are they thinking, if each one of them, is no one at all? If no one said hi, what would they say? What is distance to a man, with a slender wallet? Mountains to climb, when will they start growing again? When will my heart unkill its own beating? Keep faith, try to be kind, to yourself. I try to tell myself that. I am a non believer, because faith is not my friend so it seems. It just happens to be one of many words in there. Like rumours waiting to be spread, my mind plays me, as if i am the grand piano, singing tone along the trail of thought i am forced to follow. No one had lead me to anyone special, except just once. Once i had wished later, to never had happened to me, as i lost more than i had thought to gain. No one would ever make me feel so happy again. Never is too much to say. Hard is it to think, everything will be ok. No one wants to make the world a better place, it is there by assumption, when it is the world that the world creates. Are we becoming more mortal, by the day?