poetry, just a word?
poetry, a song
poetry, a lovely loneliness
poetry, whatever in this world
even the rain, even the sun
what we want it, what we don't
what you think it's easy and what it's not
can you imagine, can you even love?
no, we're nothing, we're all alone...
we know, deep in our souls
the bottom of our desires and the beggining of our hopes
we fool ourselves, blinds in our ego
wanting what we don't have, dreaming, waiting...
oh poetry! what would you know,
cause I'm the one who's writing, I'm your words
I'm the light and darkness, you're just my thoughts.
No hay comentarios:
Publicar un comentario