Nr. 42

Ten wiersz sie nie nadaje na konkurs... tak więc miłego czytania :)

Let me to fight

Don't say that it's not right

You know that I'm fearless

My enemies are in sytuacion what is hopless.

You sayed "it's wrong path"

But I think that it's realy enought,

Of your stupid thinking about my live.

Next time, I promise, I will take a knife.

I realy don't know, who do you think you are.

But you have to know: you aren't a great star!

Currently you are like my mother.

You should chillout or something other.

Start to smile and don't say a lot to me.

Stop talking how to live, I'm free.

Now, I'm doing what I want to.

Here, I'm doing what I have to.