Sunday, January 16, 2011

I would like to stress I want to stress

 No one cares about me no one cares about the existence of

my thoughts often walk in the empty streets
I always looked helpless
skyscrapers hair red square
black bronze statue of
unaffected noon
colorful bins
repeated my thoughts have grown from
direction for you life

I have lost and helpless looked helpless not see the moon at night

dismissive fear come up with the sound of singing

disturb sleep
happy I want to stress I want to stress I think crazy
I think I want to be strong mad

I think I want to sing I want to stress
nervous I think mad mad
I think I want to be strong I want to sing
who care about my existence
Who cares about my thoughts do not make me helpless
looked
Do not make me helpless confusion
my existence no one cares no one cares

often in my thoughts No one walking in the streets of
I no longer looked helpless
not see the moon at night
dismissive of fears come up with the sound of singing

disturb this happy dreams

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