Everything what’s reasonable has the aim,
The dream to reach, to go for,
I created the rules for nonexistent game,
Lost the key which could open the illusion of a door.
Broken limits poisoned the mind,
Destroyed everything that it was,
stoned the brain, made it hopeless and blind...
If the question is “why?’, then the answer’s “because!’
If the queen of the world gets the power to rule,
Then you're not the one any more,
Honestly with myself never was,
Though we used to believe before...
Can tell myself and noone nothing about anything in order
Once I’ll change everything inside, all around.
Wroten down memories on my brainstorm's recorder
I’ll erase to have one vacant place for the hidden emotions, which were suddenly found.
02/2006
Emotions
© Copyright: Анна Стессель, 2010
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