You say you don't need me but
You sleep - my present sweater
Is next to you. I pray cut
Ice. It only matters.
What is sense of life?
As for me, I don't see
It in earning drive
When you just work as a bee.
You get money, eat and work.
What for it all? What about us?
What sense to rape yourself if fork
Is odd - you drink juice from glass?
There's no any sense in it all
If you're unhappy, you told
You were ok with me, pass the ball
From your soul. Forgive me. Be bold.