poisoned
In my mind there are few words that refuse to leave,
are there, do not hide, I see the hear
but can not get them out of my mind.
Not that it can not stop thinking about it, nor is
not want to say, I try
but not passing that the words are rebels.
is not lack of inspiration, motivation or even
I have much to tell, a lot of talk.
a simple lock is pointless.
Maybe someone is occupying my mind, my soul, my heart
...
Maybe life stresses me out, I get tired,
me cry ...
I write, I dream, but I can not sleep.
I feel for you, and you, and you also,
hear what you say, but I can not express it
hear what you tell me, but I can not express
is you speak of, but still not want to count.
But I have not said my last word,
not know me well enough and do not know I do not give up.
'll keep on trying and eventually I'll finish talking.
A simple lock will not stop me, I have
picks of leftovers for that and more.
And when we finally say, nothing stays the same.
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