Friday, March 9, 2012

It isn’t fair




I think of you all the time
Sleep is the only relief
Being awake is torture
I enjoy being free from you

I’ll belong to myself again
It isn’t fair to be more beautiful
It isn’t fair to be more dominating

It isn’t fair to be younger
I can’t climb Mount Everest
I can’t write a thousand books

I’m living on earth
You are living on heavens
I'm living with human beings

I’m blood and flesh
I sometimes make mistakes
Sometimes you send me to heavens
Sometimes you let me down

You fed me nectar
Your love was sour
You put me in summer
You set me in winter after

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