THE END...

Sometimes I don't understand,
Some days I don't know,
I just lay down
And watch some silly movie.
And Frankly I have no idea
What I am writing right now.
Trembling I am wanting,
witht out knowing exactly why,
I am wanting for the end
The end of the day,
End of tyranny,
The beginning of a new day,
Beginning of love.
Sometimes I don't care,
I just disconnect,
I probaly will be dreaming.
Dreaming about you,
And why can I not have you?
Mybe because I such a full.
And this is the end,
The end...


(Escrito a 04/10/2006)

Ivone Neto)