A couple of years ago
I was a
Girl,
A girl who wanted to love,
Who looked for her pearl,
For someone
to give all my life,
All my thoughts,
All my feelings,
Everything I got.
The lines were romantic,
Beautiful and naive.
All I needed was
To believe,
To dream and imagine
An ideal reality,
An ideal world
Which differs so much from
Ours.
Believed in supernatural
Powers
Which can bring the dreams
here.
Now it's completely clear
That power
and kind people
Exist,
Love - isn't.