Awake your sleeping mind!
What will you leave behind?
And will you ever find
The very soul of mine?
You used to play the game
Not bothering my fame,
Not gaining any aim.
I`ll have to be the same.
I always rushed at you.
Though attempts were so few
I tried to push it through,
I worshiped you as true.
You aren`t sleepy, are you?
I wish you wouldn`t linger
And draw those foolish figures.
Can`t it be much bigger?
We have been nowhere.
There`s only one who cares.
Do you think it`s fair?
Awake your sleeping mind
© Copyright: Доминика Чернова, 2012
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