σκεψεις ασυναρμολόγητες

I am cranky and annoyed.
I don't want to be here, but I don't know where I would like to be.
When I feel this way, I just want to run.
Too many memories, too many comparisons....
and you, who ever you are, you are not here
you have deserted me...
Σε ψαχνω, μα πού να σε βρω;
Μου λείπεις και δε ξέρω ποιος είσαι...