Domingo, 5 de março de 2017 - I feel thirsty

When i knew you’d be away

I started to keep the things that remind me of you

Like we were never blue

With the reality behind our backs

When we’re not, both, there

I watched that movie and I felt like

My fingerprint missed your skin

And I felt not clean

I am just trying to think

That you deserve no mean

And I am mean, you know?

I can be mean.

But it hurts

It hurts to feel like I’m not a whole package

Filled with things you love

I am trying to open myself, you know?

And I know it can be hard and aggressive

But, I ask: have you ever felt oppressed?

By me?

I didn’t mean it

I don’t know, maybe we’re stuck

I’m looking for that pot of gold

I feel like i wanted to be rewarded

but it’s never enough