Like the tides, my heart is broken.

Loser, loner, a coward who pretends to be tough, a mean delinquent in the mirror, you’re just a loser. A loner, a jackass covered in scars. Dirty trash in the mirror.

No matter how hard I try to find and look at you again and again, that unpretty spot you keep talking about. I can’t see it at all.

—Suga, ¿Qué haces por aquí? —Apareció el chico con la cámara, frente a un Yoongi medio dormido sentado en su cama.
—Estoy en mi habitación, es obvio que debo estar aquí. —Dijo resoplando y tomando un poco de agua que se había servido anteriormente. —No seas molesto, Seokjin.
— ¿Cómo quieres que sean tus compañeros? —El castaño ignoro la mala contestación del chico y siguió con las preguntas que debía hacer.
—Callados; o que  sean divertidos…—Dijo el chico sonriendo, sabiendo que Jin se enojaría por lo que había dicho.
— ¡Ya, Min Yoon Gi!
—Mentira, te extrañare si es lo que quieres, no seas llorón. —Rio mientras tomaba una de sus maletas y comenzaba a guardar ropa.

I wish you wouldn’t go too far but you just can’t stop. Now I say in my sleep, I’ll be good. When there’s nothing to say you always say, I’m gonna go to bed frustrated with no one to talk to. Sometimes I delude myself that I’m trapped.

At some point I started looking at the ground more than the sky, It’s hard even to breathe. I hold out my hand but no one holds it. I’m a Loser.

I can be your hero, all villains get back, I’ll wrap up all the bad guys and put them in the next truck. Every single one of them look like a beast, throw em away at the zoo; they’re just all talk, spitting out nonsense to have you.

Who is the one who made us into studying machines? They classify us to either being number one or dropping out, they trap us in borders, the adults.

The sky is blue and the sun is shining so my tears are even more noticeable. Why is it you? Why did it have to be you? Why can’t I leave you?