Besedila: Maria Solheim. Barefoot. Hidden Poetry.

She stole my sentence, stole my pen
I tried my best to get it back again
She hit me hard with a strong hand
I made a grin and left the land

I missed the train, i can't get home
Got no more money on my phone
I sleep outside and here i'll stay
'Cause once i'm here, won't go away

Poetry written so no one can hear
My nervous scream, my endless fear
My dream

All my words chosen carefully
Will not stand in the way, will not jump
In the sea
Where is the hope, where is the truth
My answers are drowned in the name of my youth
I press my nose against the floor
Won't do it again, never done it before
My belly buttons starts to burn
The greatest concern is what i earn

Poetry written so no one can hear
My nervous scream, my endless fear
My dream

Shake her hand
And leave her
Take her tongue and say her words
Society can't be explained
I'll leave it to the birds

Poetry written so no one can hear
My nervous scream, my endless fear
My dream