My head is spinning up
At every minute, wherever i'm at.
very little things make me forget
all this pain, how it pressures my head.
Pretty little girl
¿where did you go?
¿Where did you get lost?
Have a nice day, smile and just let go.
Everyone seems to care,
But it ain't like that, it ain't.
Don't worry about those strange
Pretty little girl, you want to like the world.
Don't worry about those strange
Don't act like them,
Pretty little girl, you want to take it all.
Don't care about those strange.
¿Haven't you feel lonely?, ¿have I?, yes.
But with you hope came again,
Pretty little baby girl,
Make me want to change this world
for you..
Pretty little baby girl lay on me,
¿where did you get lost?
Don't worry about those strangers
Pretty little girl, you want to like the world.
Don't worry about those strange
Don't act like them,
Pretty little girl, you want to take it all.
Don't care about those strange.
I hope you're fine surrounded with those voices,
Come back home,
¿where is home? did she say.
Pretty little baby girl lay on me,
¿Where did you get lost?
Pretty little girl,
I feel like you are here,
don't worry act like you are alone
surrounded all by no more than, strangers.

Where did I get lost? Which pain pressures your head?
ResponderEliminarThanks for this wonderful poem. I do like it a lot, altough I confess that I do not get all. Just wishing to let you know that I'm here, whenever you want to find me!