Little child

All the worlds that lives inside me
Suddently shutterd
And all of their contains
Transformed into a raging storm
Pain mixed with joy
And happines with sorrow
Don't know for sure
What will bring tomorrow
Confused and lost
Alone and scared
Trying to live
Trying to "behave" 
If they would feel just a fragment
Of the storm inside me
They will go insane
And left for good
Too much to bare
So much to care
Have I maby go insane? 
That sure "helps" too
Where is the sun
That has been promise from the birth
Where is the wormth 
That I miss so much
I have to much
Too many times to stand
And I can't no longer
To pretend
That this smile is real
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