my advise: you better keep walking away. she gets kinda bitter like that. the windows open the air rushes in the trees are blown by the wind that is uncontrolled. uncontrolled like the tears rolling down. go ahead keep walking. she doesnt get better. the mind is set the body is ready the skin is torn by the uncontrolled blade. uncontrolled like the her. uncontrolled is the mind. is the body. is the emotion. now stop walking turn around look. uncontrolled is the girl left alone.