Monday, April 21, 2008

When

Stop invading me
Stop breathing me
I love you and I
hate you so much

Hate the lack of space
Wherever I go
Too much space of no space at all

Will you take me before I'm ready
Give me children before I'm ready
Will I die before I lived?
[What is living?]

You're never there anymore
I wonder where you are
I wonder where I am
Wonder why I'm still wondering......

Will you come?