The simplicity and human

Луиза Кузьмина
I am running away
And I can’t find my way…
I don’t know
What’s happen with me,
I don’t know ho is friend
And who is enemy?

I don’t understand somewhat:
The world is become so rot.

Do you think
About it sometime?
Or the conception
Such like in my mind
Is alone in the world?
However, people don’t hear the words.

They don’t understand each other,
And don’t want be in peace with one another.

I’m running along my life,
I just save myself by flight,
But I still can see
In the end of the tunnel the light.

I’m staring at the sea,
It is so deep.
It is like my soul,
Which I’m trying to keep.

I want to cry, I want to scream,
I want to hide out of the side,
It must be like a screen,
Which was color of light.

I seem, that I don’t care,
But I just scare
That people will not
Never find their ways
And the destiny of lot
Will be wrong always.

5, May, 2002.


© Copyright: Луиза Кузьмина, 2007
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