who can feel the way I feel
who can see the things I see
and who can understand why I am like this today?
there is so much pain left to me
won´t you come and join me while I am far from here
to pull me back in your so called reality
I am falling into pieces in my lonley atmosphere
but opening my eyes again maybe I can tell you from my darkest garden full of deLights.
Todos los derechos pertenecen a su autor. Ha sido publicado en e-Stories.org a solicitud de Conny Kirsten. Publicado en e-Stories.org el 28.06.2018.