Where shall I start
am I falling apart?
Is the darkness to thight
to see bright?
Is it the fear
which make me fall a tear?
Or is it just me?
Is it love
who has showed?
Is it darkness
who has a countess?
Or is it just me?
My fear
are straighten.
My hope
is just a rope.
Which someone can cut.
Why am I fighting
when no one are counting
on me?
Can't anyone expose?
I'm just to tired to think....
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