Kill me slowly

Inside my dreams, thinking about the life... thinking about my future... crying again. I miss my freedom, I need a life out there, but it's not easy.
I miss my friends here, I miss my freedom there. I love my way of live there, I love our parties here. Between two lives, between two worlds... but without money, I cann't try, I only have a way... my heart cries again... and then come my muses. Drawing dreams with smoke, killing stars with my pain...

So tired... so... so... t... ti... tired... T_T