terça-feira, 1 de dezembro de 2009

You

What do I know that's worthwhile saying?
What do I do that's valid pointing out?
There's a way of swaying
Without ever coming out.

Out of the shell
I feel thrapped in.
However I do not have the strength
In my heart to break in.

Break into a foreign land
Where I don't feel fear
Or shame
Or desire to disappear.

Wait for me
Don't ingore my plea
For I need you there
For I don't belong anywhere.

Except in you.



(This was written by me, in case you were wondering)

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