It's the same,
All over and over,
Same people, same wagon,
Same music and talking.
And day after day
There will be no change.
Hey, fate, are you kidding?
Is that some kind of revenge?
And all that I'm doing
Is just being sad,
And all of the time
I just wanna stay in my bed.
And may be one morning
I wouldn't wake up.
And may be my life then
Would a little less suck.
I'm tired, I am,
But noone would care
I mean, I won't tell them,
So that's pretty fair..
And God, if you're there,
(I know that you're not),
It's a prayer for help,
My life's becoming a knot.
A prayer
© Copyright: Мария Лотош, 2018
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