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geschrieben am: 13.05.2002 um 04:13 Uhr
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who am i?
where am i going?
does anybody know?
lieing in my bed,
feeling useless...
what's the sense of my life?
who will remember me, when i'm gone?
so many questions...
but who knows the answers?
maybe i should...but i don't...
so many ways of people crossed my one,
in hope i could help them,
but how can i help them if i don't know how to help myself?
life is changing...
people change
so do i?
i'm goin' insane without realizing
like the night is coming over us
while we sit and live our lives.
and...someday...night will overcome us forever
and nothing will have changed...
i will have failed in finding my sense...
and i will have failed in finding myself.
John.
PS: das ganze is n spontanwerk...also wer fehler findet, darf sie behalten ;-) |
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