"They sometimes meet in small cafs
Theire views were forced to cross
He was a boy and she 15
In visions helpless lost...."Wheelchair
"I woke up late today face first on the floor,
Put on the same clothes as yesterday and the day before.
I greet the new day with an enthusiastic "so what?".
I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up...." |
