LOST IN A STRUGGLE
I felt your words:
Please come
Enter my apartment house
Stay fit
Forget who you are.
I follow you
My vision sees us from above
What's going on?
Do you hate your stuff?
For me to take it is not to say
That I love you
Are we lost in a struggle?
Each of us had to take and to give
No one of us got it.
September 23, 2011