Ерато, Някакви

Few Of Us

woman drinking and smokingDon’t tell me I’m born to be good.
Don’t tell me I’ll save the light.
They are people that will if they could.
But me… I give up without fight.

They are few of us, you know,
that will never find any glory,
that will never know anything to show,
that will never be reason for pride.
Just for worries.

They are few of us born to run and hide.
I know, you’ll say we’ve chosen like that.
And probably you’re gonna be right.
It’s just nothing really matters to our hearts.

We always fail, we never achieve,
we sometimes pretend to be shining like you,
but then we can’t even see.
We’re made for darkness, for a midnight blue.

Don’t try to save us, we will betray you.
You don’t know how to thank when you’re too low,
you just envy to those who are braver,
and yet you stay down there. It’s easier, you know.

10.03.2014Sopot, Bulgaria
author: ©Sabina Braycheva
photo: internet
inspired by Lee DeWyze – Blackbird’s Song

About Rois

Ithil' quessir or Moon elf, mum of the Moon prince and artist.

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