I close my tired eyes,And see your smile again...You used to be the one,You used to be my man...That is the end of all...What is your real role?I thou..
Looking for the escape I'll name your mistakeYou are scared of way which you do want to chooseBut remember, without a try you will never winSimply wit..
Being teenager is a very hard workEverything seems to be the end of the worldEvery your problem makes you feel so sadSchool, friends and music... Sure..
My favourite writer's always near!He reads his poems every night,He shouts to me to make the wayTo his own world, to the city of fantasy!..In Carroll'..