Sunday, July 02, 2006

You II

I must look at you, and take care of you.
I love you but I can’t help you, ooh dear how that makes me sad. Please don’t be sadder than me, I couldn’t hold it.

Everything around us is so terrible, so insane. The people take a walk not even thinking that they treading others, or just they don’t care. They want to be happy but without helping no one, if they do, if they care they’re sometimes stupid and sometimes they care but they don’t help.

How I fear that world… and how you need it. And I need you smiling I need you healthy. I would do anything to you, anything, if that makes you happy, if that makes you feel alive.

But my dear, I can’t do it all by my own. Forgive me for that, I’m terrible sorry.
I got your hand and you got mine, although we need more than that to hold us to this crazy world. Out there is so hard to get some trustful help, how I regret being here…
Please take my shoulder to cry… I’ll be here anytime you want: Just grab me with all the strength you have, to live. To help you I’ll be here forever.

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