How?
There are lot of cry,
There are less smile,
around me.
How can I be responsible for other’s life?
But, I do.
Everything what I do it’s wrong.
Everyone who knows me is ill.
Everyone is around me.
And they never know how I feel.
How can I save everyone?
How can I live with lot of mistakes?
How can I love?
But, I do.
I love from my all parts of my heart and soul.
Why am I wrong?
Why cry is what belongs to my love?
I’m a disaster, I’m a monster.
But this monster loves too much.
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