A Piece Of Bread
The smell of warm food
I close my eyes as I imagine
Does it taste good?
I sighed
Looking at the bread
I know, I regretted
The things I did
Will cause me to die
but, why me?
Why can't I be free?
Does lying...
I close my eyes as I imagine
Does it taste good?
I sighed
Looking at the bread
I know, I regretted
The things I did
Will cause me to die
but, why me?
Why can't I be free?
Does lying...