HELP ME BECAUSE

Pictures come back often in my mind

I hide my hopes into me

I ask myself why I lost my time

I have a secret but I am afraid

I am afraid to keep it into me

I have not find yet an issue

My dreams are always the same :

I am searching for an issue.

Help me, because I don't want

To turn round into the mediocrity.

I don't feel myself always

Strong in front of people

It is hard to find good friends

Amity will be always unsalable

I run away for not stiffle

Some people are so passable

I don't want to pay attention

And don't want to know their intentions.

(1988)