Pourquoi doit-il toujours être au sujet de vous..? Et moi..?
I feel sad and insignificant. My tears are falling relentlessly but no one bears witness. No one cares to ask why. No one knows. Maybe it's better that way...
The night wind blows, the rain falls as relentlessly as my tears do... the cold is chilling my skin. Likewise, the pain is freezing my heart. Is it really better to feel numb? Or am I really the one who is numb? Isn't it all the more true that someone else is guilty of numbness? Or maybe it's naivete... I don't know anymore. Still, one question lingers in my mind...
What about me..?
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