Drama Yollari

Fate wrote it?
Erase all my sins, I'm on the drama roads towards the bridge.
I was sorrow, you chose me.
Will my last blessings reach my shore?
I didn't look for the cotton princess of my heart in anyone.
You were my face, you cursed me.
The baby growing in the arm of experiences is in adolescence.
Who tore up my ID photos?
You can't take my platonic offspring from the corners of your heart.
I'm swimming in the turquoise depth I created.
I'm afraid in the depth, you're a victim on the drunken road.
My eternity didn't recognize me, my loneliness is stormy..
Puppets in the basket, pull your egos (pull your hand)
Is my rebellious soul left behind for tomorrow? (shut your mouth)
I'm domesticated these days.
Think about the drawbacks of being simple, take turns.
A shift worker does his rounds.
It's time to turn over, I divided the precious gifts of my sleep at midnight.
I have hidden secrets in me; my ambitions settled in me.
The bullets in the arsenal ran out, maybe that's why I'm scared.
May my hopes not succumb to cancer.
There's no joke in putting my cells back in place, defenseless!...
The language spoken by the liar is always a lie
Did I hook the truth or is it gibberish?
There's no joke in this joke, humanity is a cadaver..
With a wand of poetry in his hand, 'abracadabra!..'
Fate wrote it?
Erase all my sins, I'm on the drama roads towards the bridge.
I was sorrow, you chose me.
Will my last blessings reach my shore?
I didn't look for the cotton princess of my heart in anyone.
You were my face, you cursed me.
Drama roads are rocky
Here comes the dark-browed
Why are friendships at least somewhat based on self-interest?
My torn heart is patched
The price of my friends is high
It's hard to pay off all the remaining accounts
These days, the eyes of the cotton princess are teary
I apologize, the suspect has taken the shackles
Yet the feelings within ownership are alive
I think my ships sank in the Black Sea
I believe everything was artificial
My invasion commandos wrapped my body
My soldiers were unarmed
Therefore, my fortresses were damaged in a short time
My blacklist is readable, the results touchable
In the final session, I divorced my love, smoothed out all the wrinkles with the back of my hand
The empty white palaces of my heart are under renovation
A tearful rocky child broke all the toys he loved...