senses

I've been writing stories about what people would like me to say
When they look at me they think they know me
But when the night has come I really am who I am
When I feel so cold, lonely in the darkness of my mind

I would like to share my real story
All I ever wanted was to be happy
Why do all of them want to change me
While I move along in this crazy world

Everyday I have to do with this madness
Wake up and work in the crazyness
I'm not taking coffee, cigarette or drugs
My senses working 24/7.

Frédéric COTTA (poete-fada)
27 octobre 2009
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