need..

The necessity of change is much recognised,
An organisation of life becomes compulsive..

lost..

She just doesn't know how it works anymore..

mundane..

So she tries to clean up all she can..

plea..

And she asks for more and then some..

simplicity..

Simple and sweet, that's how life was to be..

me..

Stupid stupid me..

oblivion..

And then she wished the world would end.
Just like that..