I am a walking man
Around the world and the life
Sitting on hate and knifes
Of the people who doesn't can
To see the happiness of the sky
The beauty of the forest
Your eyes and all the rest
They don't see why I lie
But it's not a problem
Because no-one can understand
Why I am always stand
Up and walking over them
YOU ARE READING
Did I Ever speak ?
PoetryBecause we can't say all in one language I just hope I will speak well...
