Treasure Island

Iris Mista

(Bolsward)

Insane and Yet Dignified?


I n my deepest despair
N othing seems fair
S olely a destructive attitude
A shamed of being so rude
N owhere to hide
E vil, losing all my pride

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D estiny, where will I go
I nsanity is all I show
G oing through such a hard time
N othing seems to be fine
I s it possible for me
F eeling still worthy to be
I n and from this existence
E ven when insane
D ignity should be written in my name

A contradiction without resistance..

May 13,2013

Submitted: Monday, April 07, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 07, 2014

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