The paper is yellow
And the words are so old.
My finger is running on letters
And that's charging my soul.
I'm dreaming and don't follow the script.
I'm fighting with the world in my mind.
Don't judge me - I am a dreamer.
Don't follow 'cause I am so lost.
wise words
Thanks :) That was my second attempt to write poem in english (first one posted earlier) and it was one of the easiest things - the words was just coming.