drinking wine , thinking of future
I guess not everything is gloomy
used to be down, pessimistic
but there is anyway some hope.
I am not a child , yes, unfortunetly
have to make my own decisions
wish to be merry , with no ambitions
live like it is from above given.
I desire to seem silly ,
I even am able
to sob when I am hurt , to say what I am thinking.
I wanna be weak , so unprottected
and to rely on somebody's shoulder.