I thought a lot before posting this one, because it's a bit/lot whining type. but hey, that's me bro. I am a whining girl. And moreover it's easier to write poem about sad things than joyful moments. you know what, whatever! :-)
Ma I don't wanna die anymore...
I die every night to live another day
Everyday I kill myself a bit!
I run till I hurt myself and still can't finish the race
I lose again and again to achieve something,I don't know what
and yet I can't quit
Am I a born loser
or is it just the game I never opted for?
Ma I don't wanna play anymore
I am tired of loosing,
and I don't know what to win.
I only wanna leave the ground,once and for all
with honor or with shame,
I wanna run and hide as well...
somewhere quiet and calm,somewhere green
Ma I wanna sleep now, like a little kid!
like win or loose doesn't matter, it's all percpective!
Let me just sleep now Ma, please!
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