yours truly
just as you did not expect.
maybe you had no idea.
or perhaps you did assume it.
you knew it.
i was! i really was!
watching screaming dancing
all under a thousand peoples senseless yelling and begging for a look
i wont pray or kneel for a doodle or a phrase
i would never pay for it, or die, or kill, or.
i had hope, i somehow did.
trembling i accelerated.
pushing down the pedal led me deep down the cave.
and down here i cry to find the moon, i want to beg her to let me stay there, by your side.
she says no, many times, she breathes, understands, and do nothing about it.
no one cares, no one really gives a damn about what i want.
thats why i am who i am and thats why i do what i do.
may be okay may be not.
unravel me please.
read this little yet persuasive parchment i have wrote for everyone around.
i have no private messages, no double face characters around.
believe me, i will be here.
its been a long while, and ive proven my behaviour.
i am not into strategy games, i like being straight meaning everything you suppose.
driving through this city makes me wonder what do you do.
forces me to stay here, still writing with my everlasting bottle of ink, asking myself if youll ever dare to read what i intended to be yours.
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