IT WAS ME

autor:: quidko

rubrika:: poezia

My world has changed
I can hardly see any color
Here around
I am locked in the tower
Again
It is me who closed the door
I tried to lock out the world
But it was me who stayed
Behind the barns
I was always affraid of the cage
But it was me who built it

Where are the pictures I’ve made?
What happen to my dreams?
Who destroyed the spaces?


Was it really me?

napísanísané:: 3.10.2005

prečítalo:: 1139 ludí