I left my mother in her site.
We’ve never talked about problems:
I just hadn’t no words to say,
Because I’m just a poet.
I’m hiding in my little room,
Trying not to be more humble,
But I forgot about my Mom,
Of cause, I failed, made a stumble.
I know, it’s wrong and false,
But I will never trust her.
I’m just a poet, nothing else,
And I will ever love her.
I’m not a lodestar for someone
Who doesn’t know the way to live,
I’m just a poet, writing in my Dairy
About I have no friend to confide in...
I m just a poet
© Copyright: Ангелическая Белка, 2003
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