I don’t know what to do.
Nothing takes me deep into.
Can be serious and true,
But I can’t go deep into
Anything,. I’m free from all.
Once I’ve tried to leave my home
And I couldn’t. I’m still there,
Though I seem to be somewhere
Else. I’m free.
I’m free from all,
There is nothing in my world.
And I’m sure, no one knows,
What is being free from all.
If there was something to do
Without going deep into,
I’d be happy, I need it
Just as people need to eat.
But it isn’t. My heart aches.
All my life is made from pains.
And no one can tell me why
I should be the one who cries.
Why I cannot have a home
And why I am free from all.
***Idontknowwhattodo
© Copyright: Айрин Кайнд, 2001
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