Where I am going to
My head only wants to leave
because my steps won´t arrived
I am a coward
I am out of my mind
Getting out of this life
I am crossing a bridge
I am killing a kid,
and she is me!
The world is a road
Ending from the start
Everybody got a ticket
Everybody waiting the call
I am looking for holes
I can find in my wall
It´s not a pessimist letter
like the others I write
The days aren´t so lonely,
but then it comes the pride...
Proud people turning their roses
A closed box full of roses
People are so strange
The world doesn´t change
by F.
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