Sunday, February 22, 2009

My fell

A fell you never want to know
And you yourself grow it
A hope you never want it to be real
And you yourself give it
You are like a betrayal
But not a real


All I feel I tell to star far away
All I hope I tell to angles in the heaven
Let them tell to God what I need
Let the sky write down all
Till God give or not
I’m still here to have my fell n hope
B’cause I believe nothing is useless

1 comment:

saidha said...

i love you