Tell me something I could accept as a religion
Tell me some untruthful & stupid words that are worth me
I’m so helpless, and I am lost in this ocean of feelings
I’m so weak; I’m so sad, absent-minded & broken
I’ve been looking for some quotations to use in this poem
But I couldn’t find out what to say – I was crying
And I cannot explain what’s the way that I’m going
And I hope you will finally see that I’m dying
It’s the world of the clowns – but it’s mine, I’m the queen of the circus
And you’re wise, and I’m stupid, and there’s just no reason to argue
The lament that I sing is for me – I’m the one, who deserves it,
I’m a fool, and my life is a mess, you’re my God, but I love you…
Unended
© Copyright: Анна Тук, 2004
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