Monday, June 15, 2009
Different as we came
I know you are different than me, and that's ok
And you know that I am different than you, (now, I hope it is Ok)
and still we pretend to be someone else
you do it.
And I do it
Maybe with the hope that like that
we will be able to get along
so we turn to be strangers between us
and with ourselves
Where is the fun in this silly game?