It kills me slowly now,
It poisons me each day,
Seems like I don’t exist,
I’m fine, I’m just okay…
Can’t spend a single day
Without it – I’m addicted,
But I don’t wanna quit;
Don’t think that I’m a victim!
It tastes so sweet and nice,
I long for more and more,
Don’t stare into my eyes,
Please, leave or just ignore!
I’m strong but I’m too weak,
It makes me feel so free,
Well, maybe, I’m a freak,
Don’t argue, just agree!
Please, show me something better,
Is there another way?
So can you find a reason
To throw this stuff away?
About Me
- Clandestine
- Dnepropetrovsk, Ukraine
- Hopeless expectation for the inspiration; constant isolation, poor imagination... Where is my salvation? What’s my destination?
Chemical Plant
This is my place of employment for the time being
2 comments:
Sorry for off topic, just wanted to ask who makes such cute pictures of yours, interesting perspective, beautiful arrangement and marvelous model ;)
My God, are you kidding?:))
Actually, there's no secret: it was me who made them...
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