I know I’ll never be Mayor
I know I’ll never have horses
I’ll never have true friends
I’ll never be liked
I know I’ll never find true happiness
I know I’ll never be successful
I’ll never be special
I’ll never be loved
I’ll never lose fear
I’ll never win
When will my father stop
When will my friend begin
When will my sister end it
When will my mother find it
When will my friend admit it
When will my sister think it
When will I be seen
When will I be satisfied …when will I be happy
When will I NOT be left alone
When will there be joy
Where’s the hope
Where’s the faith
Where’s the Door
Where’s my luck
Where’s the love
Where am I
Where WILL I be
Who will I become?
When will I forget and understand the past
Can I go on any further?
I see no eyes
I see no heart
I hear it all
I feel it too
Deep inside I know who you are
I know what can happen
I fear it all
Keep it inside one more time
No understandings
And nothing to be said
I write one more time
Of my daily routine
Will this ever change?
Certainly none of your concern