from past II

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‎... i like play with words... talking piano and lising what u are saying... language is very nice to us... sometime u can hearing some with piano sounds in your heart... sometimes u dont play piano, u just listening wind... but from us to us say words ate magic. ... want be looks vind... want be looks sounds in heart. sometimes play worlds looks piano click... heart live in music. [...]
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feelings... feel lonely. want be with my self feelings. sometime want live, but dont want see your sad eyes... want that all were true what had beeing with us... throu the window... sometimes rimember big pais... sometimes live in normal true life, sometimes cant cry, because was to many tears... just want live and that u want live... and us will being no sad..
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just want live... but around are [i think] alot hungry people... sometimes just want that near will be some warm sunnys shine in faces... but all are sad, because dont have wonderfull llife... sometimes want no cry... be in true nice feels, but cry and so all... just want live without bad things from bad hands... want smiling and shining, but some had been disagreeing to my normal being
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i hope that my future had been gone to my past to the simple pain and sad... i hope that time goes to future. neber in cry. never in empty. long times i vas black, my eyes black and face sad. not eyeslash but eyes... from no simply pain. sometimes want dont live to future because see just past... and ... pain... paint some picture. smailing to u... eyes are all with pictures.
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i dont understand somethink... sometimes i was some happy but for one moment very sad... i vant live but moment gose for moment and i want just died... sometimes i cry but know „ all will be good“, but sometimes i want see normal time and normal feelings and dont understand wher i live... what i live... and how i live that don't understand...
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want say jet... world go so fast... life go so fast and don't mind u about good things... go and all... sometimes want say all. stop. and thinking about my time... me time so fast. sometimes want cry that so fast all ended... but sometimes don't thinkin about and live.... want just live and dont thinkin jet... want live but sometimes cry for moments...
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sometimes i dont remember some of reality but live normal... but sometimes then i remember all reality i cry because its not my way to say time... i want that my time will be normal right in my hands... but then looks is is not really to say tru worlds. then my realitty is normal, looks all realitys... i dont say that i live... sometimes i want see what i lived that remember my reality
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... i have redbug one, no one 7. they eat sweats and dance brake in litle their house.. i love ladybugs. i thing in yesterday rains they could was died, and i m very happy that they live to me... i love ladybugs, treirs wings are red... like whan they runing on hand... love redbugs.
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want live, but free... that minds will be just mine... want live in blue sky... blues. want live just free without dark life and bad things.... then i ll be happy... with u? want love, but dont know jet about really love.... too much cry... want live with really simply minds about really love... about some sky.

To u dear, from redbug
Kristina Angelė-Mirtis Gudmonaitė
2011, kelmė