i broke into your heart and i stole as much as i could. and then i walked out of there with my arms and pockets full because i had forgotten everything i ever knew about running. it was a new day and i was walking out. i still can't remember how to turn my head and look behind. seems as if it was the most complicated operation a person is to perform without a real heart. but they said plastic would do, conscience doesn't lie in blood and muscles so it isn't supposed to perform in plastic either. they said it grows along with your life and around it like ivy. it can suffocate you or keep you warm. but i allways wake up feeling like a brand new building. cold but still breathing. i for one think it's amazing. you did too. or didn't you?
enough with that now. i couldn't, though, use any of the things i stole. i found there some appreciation, some kindness, some love, a certain amount of desire, trust and hope. i haven't a clue what to do with these things and i have heard they are not to be recycled. im sorry i wore them out for no good reason. im sorry i wasn't wearing anything. most of them were not. all of them. i give them nothing though. you should know as i gave you nothing as well and you deserved more and more every day. but i dont feel a thing now and that's the biggest victory plastic ever had on me. o cheers to you, you must know yourself better i hope!
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