who I belong?

Камилла Баскаева
I was seeing time like something long.
who I belong?..who I belong?
I thought, that I’m with every face and every place,
but I was wrong..but I..was..wrong.

at night I saw some pictures in tired head..
my minds-my bread. in minds-I’m dead.
but I prefer to find the life around
and say : „I see it, how I’m glad!“

so , what I saw I’ll never say,
because you can begin to play..
that’s why I’m seeting here alone.
you pay-I play. you pay- I play)