Anger…
When Anger raises in me…
I do nothing, I dont shout or anything...
Just like I have nothing to do...
And when my parents are mad at me...
I do nothing...
One day, I just wanna scream on the top of a big building...
And cry after the scream...
I just want to dream...
Of all the good things, I have seen...
But I can’t...
I’m only fifteen...
And now, I’m going to see al the bad things...
A telephone rings...
I take it and it says: Hi its me, one of your friends...
But I know he’s not my friend...
He is just a somebody...
A person...
In my life...
When I’m older, I whant a car, I whant to drive...
So a crash could happen...
Well fuck my life...
My life...
Is just one bad dream.