No one stays not in the end, nor in the beginning too. There are voices all around, yet no one truly stays. The whole world claims to be mine, but BUT ? mine own feels like strangers. Neither the moon is mine, nor any bond i hold. All i own is a heap of hopes, that stands before me every dawn, smiling softly... Just before it breaks. Even i don't belong to myself. I belong to those ties that were never really mine. I belong to everyone, except myself. That's why no one stays ? Yes, maybe.