8 Lines

Марилока
It's just another fairy tale of mine,
And if you read it, help me please complete it.
I try my best to feel the way you feel,
But got it bad, so let me hear your breathin'.

I ask you, why you're f**kin' with my brain?
I wonder if it makes you so much better...
In just 8 lines I'm sharin' all the pain
And dreamin' of the end of stormy weather.