Endless Nights

Here the moon shines calmly,
           Think of what I've done before.

Is it right,
            To be forced what you don't want to do?

Even if it's truth;
             Someone have to explain

I think, well, 
             What a tangled web I have weaved,
                          When I first try to deceive.

But no, not this,
              That I exactly want.

Admiration of people that I know,
               Means nothing.

If I don't like it
                I don't want to know though.

At the end, endless night
                Thinking of what the hell I'm doing.

Willy, 21.07.2013
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