My Luck

by Mister 47   Aug 7, 2008


Sometimes , i sit by the window on the balcony
thinking how my life has turned to be

i am feeling like the world spinning in reverse
memories passing through my mind and disperse

how i wanted things, in my mind they appear
i wanted this , i wanted that , never wanted fear

i look at what i am and nothing, i am SO hollow
no feeling inside , no hope to follow

i want to close my eyes and hope to die
inside, i know, this feeling is not a lie

to die , i want just to do something crazy
but to my luck , i am too lazy!

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