I scream, I die when I m in people world
I draw my world; life ships look for their port,
My own world where children play, just play,
Where all my life goes on like one short day…
The people find all things I had to lose
But they didn't find my thoughts and my first muse
They let me keep some distance from their world
But walls between these spaces are too short...
They have ignored the spring eternal call
They try to save their world from a grey fall
They made the doors but they don't have the key
I'm not with them. My world exists in me
Sometimes they break my very fragile dream
They try to change my dreams by something grim
They make me live according to their rules
But I cannot exist among the wolves...
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