I'll stand here,
and scream,
that i am not afraid.
But there is nobody
Listening.
It's just the same.
I'll stand here,
and scream,
that i am not afraid.
Inside my soul is dying,
my heart has turned to stone,
but i am not afraid.
If you listened,
what could you say.
Cause my heart is made of stone,
my soul is dyiung inside.
I've lived through many things,
been afraid many times,
but this
I am not afraid
So i'll stand here and cream,
untill i finally fall apart.
written 7th Febuary 2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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