fix you

czesgo wy wszyscy
ode mnie chcecie
od niepokojow
strachow i placzow
w moim ogrodzie
przekwitly chmury
hustawki
a przeciez
....mam je od ciebie

why is it always
so hard to admit
why would you ask
if there are no answers
no shadows on then pavement...
and than
like sleeples night..
it comes
like dream
where your all swings die
like in my garden
even full of sun
but the rain falls down
like when you find out
you've lost the game
and you can't let go
so you play...