mine ~ 1984/age 14

      secluded
      sitting in this mess i'm in
      no choice between
      who tonight
      where tomorrow
      how much should i bring
      what should i wear
      where will we go?


      on the contrary:
      where shall i cry,
      be torn apart by self-pity, lonliness

      but i would not trade this




© 1984/2001