GREEN IN THE DESERT

It turned 10 PM

My head is tired, my feet are bare

I walk down the streets in the high desert

I'm alone, that's what I wanted

My lips are dry

like an old hat trapped in the bushes

I'm out of time

so I lay on the pavement

It's warm but hard

is this the place and way

I'm supposed to die?

I left my heart, my friends

         my house and my mates

so far away.

I wanted to be

just like anyone else

- a chain, a girl and a knife in my hand

I got them all

for selling my soul to a mad

This flower

it seemed so harmless

with it I could touch the stars above my head

Without it I can't live anymore

Was it really this worth?

I'm not quiet sure

I'm sorry, Dear diary

I can't write anymore

The led of my pencil

seems to be gone

a car is coming

right down there

I want to stand up

why the hell I can't ?

Help me out!!!

Help me out!!!

Please!

I didn't do anything wrong

- It was that GREEN!!!!