Michael Glauer

The End

This is the end of the world

And no one dies but me

Its not that sad I thought

But I think its my fault

 

For those who do not know

My fault was to stay

Never looking back

It is a millstone around my neck

 

This is the end of the world

And no one knows but me

Rain is falling more often

And makes me even soften

 

Dad once said believe in me and youll come free

I heard mom preaching the end is near you should have fear

But no one ever teached me to learn and earn

Its sad I know my mind is tight but they wont take my pride

 

This is the end of the world

And no one hears but me

Too late to tell my love

How I wish she were a dove

 

Dive and touch the ground

Our ship sank long ago

My heart was in a chest

At last I was at rest

 

This is the end of the world

And no one sleeps but me

Dreaming of the life I had

Crawling, it is all so sad

 

Dad once said believe in me and youll come free

I heard mom preaching the end is near you should have fear

But no one ever teached me to learn and earn

Its sad I know my mind is tight but they wont take my pride

 

This is the end of the world

And no one dies but me

Its not that sad I thought

But I think its all my fault

 

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 01/11/2007.

 

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