CONFESSION

words you won't tell

You are never too nice

or never too young

poor little girl

way too empty hotel room 

these fans are like friendly

razors to your skin in african weather

she was a little

teddy-beary lonely mother-seeker

her skin isn't free entry

your arms are not supposed to be there

young beings beware

not knowing the words and

how to tell

maybe it didn't 

even happen'

But a few years after

she's as empty as the hotel room

still mother seekingly little girl

she's not supposed to lyin' afraid

in another way too hot african weather

But, oh well,

another words you won't tell

fotila Aneta Krejčí

text: jájájá