Personal Pain
Sad from deep inside
like when a women doesn't understand
like when a friend dies
like when a team loses
sad from deep inside
like those sad lonely times
thinking about sex with dream
feeling ashamed of quick masturbation
sad from deep inside
opium pipe is under the bed
don't tie my hands and legs
quitting drug is really hard
sad from deep inside
dead become a part of my dream
i better start my poem
my cigarettes are finished again
sad from deep inside
my joys were for many years ago
open eyes stand up sleeping
like the horse in the stables
sad from deep inside
my country gives oil to the world
the people are like soldiers
everything smells like barracks
sad from deep inside
I'm thirsty like an elephant's without nose
I'll accurate my eyes at mirage
my ivory breaks with batons
sad from deep inside
my freedom right become abstract
oh seventy million just like me
my personal pain become social