9 o'clock
It is 9 o'clock, I think I need help.
One short glance is enough, I fall again.
Why has it to be so difficult? Hear my inner yelp.
It hurts to watch without doing. I want to be a friend.
I move around quietly, barely to notice.
I am afraid to talk, everything is insecure.
They say you need to take actions to gain the price.
When you look at me I am speechless, it is torture.
Not today, I do tomorrow, that is what I say.
Is it wrong or right to depend on others like this?
I want to say just one thing but I stop. Why?
My heart is sick, you cannot see. Why is it like this?
verfasst: 03.01.2019
One short glance is enough, I fall again.
Why has it to be so difficult? Hear my inner yelp.
It hurts to watch without doing. I want to be a friend.
I move around quietly, barely to notice.
I am afraid to talk, everything is insecure.
They say you need to take actions to gain the price.
When you look at me I am speechless, it is torture.
Not today, I do tomorrow, that is what I say.
Is it wrong or right to depend on others like this?
I want to say just one thing but I stop. Why?
My heart is sick, you cannot see. Why is it like this?
verfasst: 03.01.2019
~Mandy
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