Lines of steam
somethimes i feel a mirror reflecting my soul. Showing me the old songs and old fractures. At those times i wish i had no feelings. Everthime i promis myself to throw away old memories. But then a i hope to find a way to release of this weight. That someday god will take me by his hand showing me his faith. At this time my eyes are shut. Because im constantly fighting whit my self. Dem i hope i find his help.
If you look around seeing people act. Doing the things they think its right. All materilezd to find this air of luck. If this is the to tressure then leave me poor. I want that only thing that love flowing more. I can either sleep all my life to live in a dream so beautifull or make my own life.
Maybe there is nobody to love....but im sure that there is always someone that understand.....thats dear god
Die is goed! 
