To mug to play around today
aint it a shame to reduce to such pity
like a worm below a dirty soil or even a convested boil

to show your pain is to admit your shame
i admit im the only one to blaim
for what ive created deep down inside
this dirt and filth i cant describe

so dear lord up above send me your wisdom and love
and let it be as beutiful as i imagine
like the wonderfull sky or doves that fly bye

how i long to see my future perfect and beutifull
no money in my mind right now
just enougth love and attention to get bye.