Anyway

Suddenly it comes and it happens and I lost control. I am aware of it though.

I look at myself but I'm not able to see. Yet, I see another self.

Hey, excuse me. Hey, I am sorry. Hey, that's okay. Hey, that's wrong. Hey, that's why.

Sometimes I think I gotta say goodbye. Sometimes I think I gotta say goodbye twice - this time, including me. I often wonder when I'll leave. That must be the case, that must be the consequence, that might be my destiny.

I know it's wrong but I do it anyway. I do it because it feels right.