Merging with our surroundings
Today again
We feel a little bit like Francesca
The clean and bright never really attracted my true-self
Outside is right and blue and white and opaque
I am sorry for not agreeing
Can you just tuck me in with fire around
sometimes I just want to burn and feel warm
I will disappear when the air is right
he said he doesn't remember the last time
the last time he was safe
the back burner of the wake up o clock
catching up with the stupid bird at 5 am
stop singing
we live in different times
I will never belong to you
you will never be inside me
the air is right
I will see you in the future
your face on the floor
when we matter
The random one
The Loved one
The helpful one
The beautiful one
The amazing one
The nicely creepy one
The young one
The quick one
The montana one
The pillow one
The dirty one
The pizza one
The thirsty one
The one
The meow one
The no one
It is simple.
I found inside a book
a note he left her (me)
It said
"you were better in dreams"
I know I want to be
with others
to experience what me alone
I cannot be
but sometimes
I wonder
If what they think of me
is better than what I am
there are many things
I feel they hide
until you are fully cooked
and there is
no way of not knowing
I tend to love
love the parts people reject from themselves
they give
me
a sense
of
being
concrete and
Free