terça-feira, 8 de agosto de 2017

Getting it off my chest

Today I am not okay. Probably because I am too stubborn to accept other opinions. Probably because today is not my day. I don't know exactly. If I could solve this problem, I would do something. Today I woke up sad, hopeless, sleepy and a little bit tired. I don't want to know about other lives, about your things, if you are well. I am thinking about myself, about my mind. Can I stay alone now? If no one understand me until the moment, why are you going to do it? There is no reason to believe in that. I must repeat: I am not okay, guy. Do you feel like me? It can be just a cold, it can be just the life saying to me that the days aren't the same. If yesterday was funny, today it isn't. I want you close your mouth. I want you don't look at me. I want you don't observe me. I just want you hear me. I just want you try to understand me, but stay quiet. Don't say any word. I don't want to hear you. It's paradoxal, isn't it? I don't want to be famous because of my problems, neither of my happiness. I was pretending that I was happy. I am not a clown. I am not your doll. I am not your child. I am not your friend. I am not your partner. I am not anything to you. I like to be the way I am, this metamorphosis. This is the way I am. Get out of here. Please. You don't need to be polite. You need to disappear. Disappear.

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