written by: Ingela(saja)
Neighbours saying I should be gone.
Neighbours telling me I’m not alone.
Neighbours get together, call the ambulance, call police.
Neighbours who try to calm me, set my mind on ease.
I turned my back on all of them, said: there’s no way I can win.
I felt that I was now condemned and I deserve the Hell I’m in…
Fighting the sorrows in life by writing, sometimes joking, sometimes I try to put words to the pain
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