O scriere mai veche

Pentru ca tot am cautat "momentul de plictiseala" am gasit si alte chestii de prin liceu.

Am dat peste o ... poezie, ceva. Nu stiu cat de corect este scrisa, dar traducand cumva in romana, mi se pare si acum interesanta ... si cred ca se potriveste cu momentele traite de curand in viata mea.

Poezia (sa-i zicem) se cheama "lonely tree" si am scris-o pe 8 ianuarie 2007.
Spuneti-mi ce credeti.

I'm a lonely tree...I'm an alone forgotten tree in the middle of a no-tree forest
The wind is haunting me,sending me shivers down my spine
..and I shiver with cold and I can't run away
The great storms are breaking and they're freazing my branches
They're causing me pain and I don't know how to fight anymore

...how will I reach the sky without arms?
and...how could I see the sun when clouds are hidding the path?


I'm shouting whispers nobody is ever listening to...
I'm crying feelings no one would ever understand...
Nobody ever hears my voice..but not even try to...
No one tries to read my heart's song lyrics,
No one to decipher them...and no one wants to learn them.

They are searching for my shadow when the sun is up
And they ask me for protection when sweltering days are coming
...or when the clouds are crying rain drops
But where are they when I need them?
Where are they when sickness strickes me?

It seems beyond my powers but I'm still standing up
I'm stuck in this life ...it's not easy to find a way out
but I will find the path...and try to make myself a better life.