I read that
story today
On the blue
timeline on the screen
It told me
about a couple
That was
able to be free
She went to another country
The guy, he hasn't cried for that
He made her
a soup of
Their sweetest
moments
And sent to
her in a pack
The feeling
was what I want to feel,
But the only
thing I know,
About my
story, my friends
Is that I will never, never, know.
I’m like Jon
Snow.
I’m afraid
to face what I feel,
I’m afraid
to discover what I want
Because what I want is not an option
I wish I
knew what I want
without any
pain
I just wish
I could
To be the
conductor of my life
But now I’m
just
Wishing you to know
What I want (I wish you to replace me).
And that
hurts my feelings
To know
that
I’m afraid
of vacations
Because
everytime I came back
People weren’t
here anymore
I’m afraid
to tell you this
But I wish
you were seeing
All this
pain inside of me
And you
could take care of me
Because I can't
I can't
I can't take care of myself
I never
could do that to myself
I'd accept
that as a gift
But I’m
sorry that it’s something
You could never give.
Because no one can give
It to anyone
Even our parents. Even God.
I wish you
to know about
Those things
that
I'm afraid
to know.
I say "I’m so
brave when I love"
But I feel like that’s not
enough
I wish I
knew what it feels like
To think
about sex, just about sex.
I feel like a weirdo
when i'm with horny people.
I wish you
looked at me as a different person today
In a good
way...
I want to be a
full person to you...
Everyone of
you...
But I’m not
even a full person to myself.
I’m afraid
to live with my future traumas
Which hasn’t
happened yet
But that just
reminds me about
how I could
Recognise
myself in that lake
Even if I were
10.000 miles away.
I know I'll want to go back in there
from time to time.
But I’m
scared I’m scared
That some
day… in my life
I'll become…
deaf or blind.
Because the blanket
Is here
again
And everyday,
for a week
I wish I was
Someone to
want that something again
Someone to
live for something again
But its suffocating me
The winter
used to be when
Something brought
depression to someone
To deliver
my rejoice
There's only one space
One little peace of honey
Who might bring that sweet rejoice
But now I’m
afraid of vacations
And I don't know what to do.