I have nothing to do.
I have nothing to think.
I have no place to go.
I just had to be.
No one person adores me,
But I don't want to change it.
Special rules realy bores me,
And my death's arranged.
I will die from hopeless.
I will die alone.
No one person will know me,
No one'll know my home.
I have nothing to do
© Copyright: Мария Сёркл, 2010
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