I’m cold – give me your sweater
I’m sad – give me your comfort
I’m scared – give me your arms
To make of all these circle.
A circle of fire, a circle of light
Could it
Looking at the wall inside
Hearing all those ravens outside
I feel like screaming
My heart is heavy
My soul is torn
I want to scream
But I still can’t.
The scream of the
Look at me and learn
What size the day means
Look at me and learn
That nothing ever lasts.
(3 December, 1998)
Privește-mă și-nvață
Privește-mă și-nvață
Măsura unei
She was January girl
Cold was her furcoat
Her heart was cold
Because January is a pearl.
(November, 1998)
A lui Ianuarie fiică era
In mantia frigului învăluită
Inima ei era
Am I gonna suffer, am I going not to?
Am I gonna fight, am I gonna fail?
Am I gonna be a puppet legless?
O God, please not.
Am I writing the last lines of my life?
Cause handicapped,
(Madman?) (Exorcism? Painkiller?)
I can hear your madness
In the darkness
I can feel the pain within your soul
The sky is in your brain
The brain is in the sky
My boy fly
And
I’m almost dead
But
Laying in my bed
I
Thought of the blessing
Of
Positive Attitude
And I imagined coming at me
And I imagined coming within me
And I imagined
Me and a hospital bed
I lay on it I’m so scared
When the verdict crosses my brain
I close my eyes and scream inside.
Why me? Why me? Why me?
What have I done God?
Am I cursed,
