lost my mind today
the lesser part of me
lost my will today
the right to speak
the need to dream
have i become depressed
or is my black heart
turning gray
all because of you
like the voices in my brain
what have i become
something decent through it all
can't you see the light
as i fall to hell
after all
i'm fine here with you
sitting on this hill
we pretend to see the stars
in the sky
pollution built
all of it is yours
and every part of me
impossible to know
how much you mean to me
DEDICATED TO BARB
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