Bad Dream

       Walking around I realize I'm not as happy as I think I am. I feel kind of lost. I feel kind of lonely. I feel. kind of scared. I feel kind of broken.
       You broke me. You scared me away. You dumped me. I lost myself.
       I loved you. I thought you were the one. I felt loved. I felt happy. I felt different. I felt special.
       Now, I'm just nostalgic. I'm miserable. I'm shocked.
       There are no words left. There are no enough hugs. You burnt me. I cannot go back.
       My image of you is not worth a thousand words. It's worth a bag of crap.
       I'm hurt. I'm burned. My soul is now full of holes.
       I should not forgive. I cannot forget.
       My friends. My colleagues. My family. They make me what I am. They make my world turn. They are my everything. You are my nothing. My everuthing is my nothing. My nothing is not my everything.
       Friends are friends. Colleagues are colleagues. Family is family. Everything else is everything else. If it's not, nothing is nothing...
       I want to say goodbye to you. You're just a bad dream. And to bad dreams I say: Good - morning...