Escape

I have already cryed,

Bot no more,

no more now

When I die I hope,

I hope my life will be shown,

shown before me,

one last time

The times I thcerished,

will be therisched again,

The tears I cryed,

Will be cryed again,

The scars,

Will be bleed again,

The feelings I had,

Wil be felt again

So in that way,

In that way I will never really forget,

nothing is forgotten,

The good, the bad ond the other,

never will go away

I don't want to escape...