I am under water
Like an iceberg
Nine-tenths hid
Drowning, submerged
In a cold, cold sea
I am holding my breath
Sinking deeper, going way down
Drowning, submerged
Deep in this cold sea
I'm losing my breath
But no one can see
There is not much left
Drowning, submerged
In the depths of this
Cold, cold sea.
ΔΙΑΒΑΖΕΙΣ
They will be missed
ΠοίησηSome die Some starve Some cry Most cut And they will be missed Some are alone Some are lost in a crowd Some yell out and moan Most do not voice their troubles aloud And they will be missed #1 Poetry #2 Random
