Those things we feel sometimes...

R.I.P

1.Sing a painful song

Say a prayer for me

I can’t pray no more

He’s forsaken me.

2.Touch my trembling soul

Make this shiver stop

Fill this dark, black hole

With a golden spark.

3.I’m fading away

Feather in the air

As much as I beg,

He will never care.

4.And when you sing to me

That deep and painful song

I will whisper goodbye,

I’m not staying here long.

5.Please, death, come, cure my life,

By taking it away

Blood pours out of my hand

This is my last bad day.

In a future life

Next time

1.I don’t want to be a cat,

Not any more.

To walk on the air like that,

Turn my back like a spoiled brat

On the world.

2.I might come back as a worm,

It might be good.

When they get cut, stepped on, torn,

Every piece will be reborn

Just like that.

3.In this place hit by a storm

I’d be a llama.

I would keep somebody warm

In a slightly processed form

When it’s cold.

4.Maybe I’ll be white and deaf

For protection.

I don’t want to hear them laugh

Or see what they’re laughing at,

It’s no good.

5.Not a human, not a cat,

One is dumb, one a spoiled brat,

To do good, but not to show it,

To give hope, but not to know it,

I will come back in this world

Just like that.