I am so tired of pretending...
- 12.05.11, 20:24
- СТИХИ, СТИХИ, СТИХИ
I am so tired of pretending, Of artificial embrace.
My soul is vine, twisted by bending.
My lie is so ajour as lace.
If someone hates me, I don't care,
And I don't mind to see this hate.
But I can't stand... How does one dare
To love me? That's my fucking fate
To love just You, who's scared to mention
My name... Who always looks for gist,
But even wouldn't pay attention
If I once die like hunted beast.
No, I don't ...