Saturday, October 16, 2010


The moon is there now watching,
It ain't moving.
It is just staring,
As i am here thinking.
I'm so weak & tired.
And i'm sick & all head-wired.
I need a little power,
But where's my life-saver?
Oh god.
I feel like dying,
My mouth hasn't been talking.
The voice just can't come out,
While once it was so loud.
I can't move,
My steps ain't smooth.
I'm always coughing,
There's no stopping.
What's wrong?
Oh gosh.
Am fell.