Strayed

My life::
Time passes too fast.
I do not even get to choose the path, do not even get to see the picture, do not even get to know the question, do not even get to know more. What's going on?

My love::
Love love love love, do i pick it up from the ground?
It's personal, untouchable undetectable but it's moving slow.
I am kicking and alive but i don't get that picture when i am alone.
Taking myself fly to the sky, high i can't deny but when the night comes, my nerves break down.

My study::
I am not here and i am not there.

My family::
Long time no see. Sometimes i forget to see what you have given me.
I get scared, can i be someone that i can't be?

My plans::
I am not telling you because i am not thinking.
Hunger of those who needs the answer. Do i mean what i say? Finally i think that,

i have changed.....