I don't know why had written
a poems with: 'you're all',
when I'm just a thorn in your side and
just a servant in your home...
Did I ever got your attention?
Did you cared of me?
I'm not the child, you wanted ever,
I'm not at all, am I?
On your shoulder I can't find solation,
because I don't exist.
In your eyes there's no salvation,
they both are closed for me. ...