About me
And l know what to do, at last,
I feel in pulse, I believe in existing,
Cause my future created by past.
Yes, I know for sure, and my mind is brighten,
Life is short, but so many mistakes.
Now l learned how to do, to do it right on:
Never catch only fatty stakes.
Sun is shining not for only prosperous people,
Even smallest ant happy in light,
Heavy raining and wind always faced I to swingle
When I chose ever not to fight.
That is why I am strongly and terribly fighting,
Fighting mostly against myself,
My ability barking, crying or biting
Put away far away, on a shelf.
I know, I’m strange and I'm lonely in time,
And l can’t understand myself:
Why the wind with a rain so mixed in grime
Often heading deep my heart caves.
And l told to myself: try to be any strong,
And l’d try it to be, so hard,
Doing nothing bad, anything wrong,
l’m in trouble again, love you madly, but...
“Love is nothing, when pocket is full of holes,
I mean, empty”, - you seriously told,
“Stay away please, better, and step aside,
I need someone rich, not so bold”.
I was shocked and turned out very slow, and I
Stepped away, hanging head very low,
And I said to myself “do not worry, Felo,
Take some whisky shut here and go”...,
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