And here I am.
Walking through the rainy streets,
Having no idea where I am.
All I want is to find myself,
Find a place where I belong,
Find my role on this world.
And here I am.
Sitting on a bench,
Watching people walking in front of me,
People who don't know anything about me,
About my past.
Is this a new beginning?
Or just another vainly try...