Softly like a bell jingling in the breeze...
Mother is nature -
Which whenever respected...
The battle rages on ward
I can not move forward...
Wasted years
behind the mask...
I stand here now looking up
Against the ground I prove my all...
Looking out of a still-painted window,
watching prarie dogs play with squeaky toys...
I'm a girl
at the age of fourteen...
Let teachers teach us what we must learn
Because some day it will be our turn...
In This room
my happiness goes parade...
Mystically she came
In a flash she went...
THE VICTIMS OF A COLONIZED SOCIETY
In the primitive time...
In a world where everything is perfect and neat,
and you're the only one who has to compete...