mardi 4 mars 2014

Ne sommes-nous jamais tranquiles?





Alone
With his misery
Is he the one to blame?
Or the others?
The ones who burned his fuel
The ones who ate his savings
The ones who swept by him
Who pushed him aside
The ones who dragged him
The ones who told him he could trust them
The ones he had faith in
He gave all to

There's always someone, somewhere who'll start an itch