Walking on the streets
Minding my own businness,
That is all I ever wanted to do.
Everything was quite,
Everyone was hyptnotised
Inside their houses,
Watching TV.
I am the only stranger outside
And suddenly I come to an end.
A car has stopped me,
Told me "Dont move".
I am now frozen in the middle of nowhere.
And taken away against my will
Where are thou shall take me?
All I ever wanted to be, is a lonely stranger\
Minding my own businness.
Writing is easy. i write whatever occurs to me it is the occuring that is hard...
