I feel Im ill

To N.S.

I see indifference around…
Important words are just a sound
You make me leave, but I'm still waiting
But in your list I have worst rating!

And when I hurl my pride to nothing
Entire world becomes too stuffy
I understand I am existing
Away from life. My way is misty

I am afraid of this conclusion
I'm climbing up to my illusion
I'm risking falling but it's better
Than to return to my sad data

And when I stop my palpitation
To jump off cage of an obsession,
Something inside tries to undress me
I'm on a brink... I am unhealthy

I didn't meet you some days running –
I am not interesting for studying...
And a new boy is knocking now…
And he's in room and I am out


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