MY STORY FOR THE SPECIAL ONE....... A boat in the stormy sea thats my life like i see; no ends of the devastating ocean are visible from my position all my wishes and hopes seem so useless like old cloaks the transient air bubbles resemble ; scarce happy moments which were spent with so called 'friends' not a gay bird, neither a cuddly pig have ne'er been watched by my brown eyes, sun though bright rises also in my life but it seems that it has forgotten how to shower some light i have seen the variant colours though ne'er have these colours been ; of some spring tym story................... always the same autwmn and winter i live through the same monotonous life experiences have made me realise that there lies a void structure somewhere beside; wish i could find someone , somewhere who could just fill up the states, and take me along where stars twinkle strong illuminatin...