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I'm twenty-two. I have some questions.
Like "who am I", "what should I do"?
I worry happiness won't happen.
I know you feel the same way too.

I'm twenty-two. And I am nervous.
It is the proof that I'm alive.
But being honest, in the battle
I will prefer to choose a knife.

Whatever happens I remember
Tomorrow I won't have a chance.
I'm twenty-two. My heart feels freedom.
My head is full of useless plans.

I want to have enough wild power,
To do the things I never do,
But I keep standing on the ground,
And try to change the roads I knew.

I'm twenty-two. The future scares.
I am afraid of moving out,
I am afraid of being helpless,
And hope I will be safe and sound.


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