What’s ***s?
My enemies or friends?
They make me feel
All the world’s in my hands.
They make me believe
That I’ve got all the power
They can make me cry,
Make me die in the tower
Of their dark dreams
Of my broken mind
They can show all the colors
And can make me blind.
I can hear everything,
Can’t hear nothing at all.
Conundrums they bring,
They are building a wall
Between me and myself,
Between smiles and tears
They can brake all the walls,
Take away all the fears.
Can’t get them, but still use,
Trying to find the solution,
Never try to refuse...
It’s unstopped revolution...
15.03.2005
Unstopped revolution
© Copyright: Анна Стессель, 2010
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