What do you know about me?
Some thoughts, a couple of facts
But is that all about the girl
That mirror my reflects?
I see a world inside her eyes
Not only empty space
And people's dirty, awful lies
Can't take there any place
Look carefully at open soul
Which greeting everyone
Where others see a yellow ball
I notice little sun
Some people say that I'm strange
Some think that I'm dull
But I am not the show on stage
That should like everyone
I hope, the reader- friend of mine
And won't be strict to me
My life will never be straight line
It's not my cup of tea