Waking lately cause you want to
Have another day to waste
Feeling life flowing around you
But you fail to feel it taste
Waiting for a simple wonder
For a hand to pull you thru
All that life inscripted thunder
But no one is reaching you
Simple tasks and empty choices
What they want from you today?
In a thousand thoughtless voices
Are you sure you want to say?
Little friends of yours complaining,
Mindless mumbling, empty stare,
With a tired smile you saying:
-Can you tell me - Why I`m here?-
hollow life
© Copyright: Скворцов Михаил, 2011
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