Comments about helena dombrowski
My Last Tear
Why do i have to be in this weird place?
Why can't i do anything write?
I sit here with a dumb look on my face,
When things end in another big fight.
Why does my mouth always get me in trouble,
When i say stuff i know is not right?
I always do foolish things on the double,
Instead of enjoying the beautiful light.
I wish i knew what i should do.