Kamis, 25 November 2010

Disparate

When all was silent I could still talk
If I was silent all still talking

I feel like erased
 From their
 I though there was never any
 Such as wind blown dust

I do not know why 
I like removed
 As a slave 
Maybe they are angry
 Maybe they are not happy 
Seeing is different from


And they feel different from me
 And I feel the same as those 
I'm afraid
 I'm undecided
 Will I have to be with them
 But ........ 
They turned
 Do not look towards me 
Towards other people 
Other people who look the same to them
 Not with me
 What's wrong?
 I did not do anything
 They hurt me
 I do not hurt them
 Please explain all this 
I do not understand 
I do not want to own
 I want to be with them
 Help me......
 I dimming
 I'm not useful anymore
I'm alone

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