| More than Pain
Well this is something really angry, at least that's how I see it... Warning! It' s fictioned- not about real life...
To understand
That you shall not help me
When I lie wounded on the ground,
Drowning in my own blood,
Crying out the last tears of hope,
Cursing the day I was born.
To understand is harder than bear the pain...
To be exchanged
For someone else in town.
To be ignored
While screaming out promises of past.
To be forgotten
And left all alone to cry.
To be unwanted
Is more painfull than dying.
What have I done?
To earn this?
Why do you make me
Fell the way I do?
Why can't I accept
That nothing is forever? |