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 72983066 sbirmant@t2.technion.ac.il
Tanya was born 18 years ago, in January 1984...she
has a loving surrounding- or at least she believes
so ;) anyhow- she writes from time to time
whenever characters from her surrounding cause
changes in her ever-optimistic mood.
I'm shouting, I'm screaming, I'm struggling...
Trying to find my way out,
But still, I'm confined. I'm a prisoner.
In a dark, humid prison called Doubt....
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Every time
I look around
and see some people smile
I want to be with them and grin
just for a little while
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Those little nice things-
Which are always around,
Are easily seen-
But too rarely found...
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The silence of tomorrow,
The echo of the past,
Sometimes bring so much sorrow-
Or happiness to last.
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Was thinking out loud...
But people didn't know that
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I've never had the chance
To express my huge gratitude
To say: "thank you, I'm grateful!"
"Take care and please come back"
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There are things
That only I will ever understand
And only I know how they started
And sometimes how they end.
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Just like in a tunnel-
In an endless path,
The fear from our life,
The terror of death...
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Somewhere in space
So far from here
There is someone
I just can't hear
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בלונדה בהלם
קיבלה אתמול
פרחים מהחבר
שלה, ולא היה
לנו אגרטל פנוי
בבית.
אז היא פתחה לי
את המקור ודחפה
לי את הזר
לגרון.
אפרוח ורוד,
ושאף אחד לא
יקרא לו שנית
חסר תועלת. |
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