lack of meaning

I'm just wasting myself.All these wounds, all the problems,all the crises are made by me.
Are you in a better place now? For that place had you throw me away?

A new imaginary kingdom for a better me.The construction may last for months, or even years. Am I gonna make it? Yes. Am I gonna be the same at the new start? No.

Winter made me say that.Ohh, I wish spring would come faster!I promise, when spring will come I'll open my heart, my eyes, my arms and I won't hide anymore. :) Better time wait for us all.

I'm gonna try to take back my innocence & purity.At least, I hope...

Hey, you! I'd like to know your thoughts! :)