[uf_6a6a]

I learn to live
I try to be
Normal.
I learn to cry
And learn to chine.
Like formal.
I'm never tired
I'm always - blind.
It's awful.

My strangeness
Is dangerous.
My power is
just nothing with
the world's error
It's like a baby's mind
infront of "Mister kind"

So you can break me
and stop my life.
Or you can save me,
(No sense to try)
'cuz you will find
a fallen mind.
Just blind flight
Just failed fight.

So kill me
And I will fly
And you will think,
you are a winner...
But really -
just body killer.

@темы: творчество, стихи

Comments

[Mary B.]

Понравился.) На английском написанных кем-то русским ещё не видела)

[uf_6a6a]

спасибо=) у меня не мало=)