My Criminal
By Pyli
Why do i judge you my little criminal? who am i to tell you what's right and wrong? I never expected something like that from you now i understand a lot of situations i always though were strange but now that i know you are a criminal seems to fit exactly on your profile... My heart knew it, never trust you at all wrote you a hundred poems all of them seem to have something wrong, a weird and invisible pain all the time, now i know why your eyes were sad... You say you are innocent, that it was all a cruel game the privation of your freedom for a crime you did not commit, paying dues you didn't have all for making one mistake that end up costing you 5 years of your life... Who do i believe if when i hear your voice i hear something that makes me afraid there is something that doesn't fit anywhere why? why did i have to find out about this? wasn't i happy just the way things were? now everything has change my view of you is different now you are not my angel without wings now you are simply one more human being... my little criminal... my little ex convict... Written March 24th, 2002 © on Mar 24 2002 05:07 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"Why do i judge you my little criminal?..."