автор: Sonya_Markoff

This morning I wanted to die
but the sun shone in my window
a bird tweeted outside.

This morning I wanted to die
but a child laughed on the street
and old man was walking with cane.

This morning I wanted to die
but there was too much reason to live
too many dreams to fulfill

This morning I wanted to die
but I want to grow old
to see my daughters have sons.

This morning I wanted to die
but I want to continue to write
to publish, create, and spread what I know.

This morning I wanted to die
but then there is noone to live
what I dream of and want.

This morning I wanted to die
but I decided to live,
figured, I always can die, but not live