My fault

It´s always my fault

when come the ghosts

to my world

when fear appears

in eyes of all.

There´s no more space

for any word

but only the shame

you´ve stopped dreaming

and forgotten my name.

The same day when I realized

nothing is real...

and fake is the rule

I founded the way

how move forward but remain.

Until the end of the days

I will be waiting...

and I will keep myself

maybe you could come

and give a bit of help...