Octopus

I am worn out like a rusted door I slowly left your sight I don't know what happened Do you know what happened? Put a field hair on your head It is an event that did not happen Current events The moment is starting Time is wasted Things can happen in your mind You know what you can't do What are you that makes it right? You are afraid of being punished for your weaknesses The cup is not in the palm of your hand, friend There was no pain Rather, it is in thoughts that they are constantly born They become mothers for other thoughts Back and forth In support too They are just born There are images to infinity The secret of the people is in the light Until then, there is no escape Because it is born there Escape from them wherever you want I always say only I want to avoid the catastrophe that is ahead of its occurrence... Don't be an observer in my mind More interesting, but I don't know where these thoughts come from Where are they born from? Where is their place of birth? I do not understand and I also don't understand not understanding that It's all about you Love does not always mean living with a lover Sometimes you have to run away to reach someone