Blessed

It′s not the way I want to be...
It′s not a person, who I am...
My eyes cant′t see reality,
Can see all things that I should can...

Things I′m not able to discuss...
They blew my mind and got away...
And wonder dreams about us
In kind of world, where you just stayed...

It′s not important anymore...
My eyes are blessed and I can′t feel...
My lonely mind behind the walls
Just shut the door, dismade me real...

23.05.2006г. MukC