I came up today with a new poem
not romantic or about happiness, not about realism nor cynicism..
I just got influenced by the greatest TV show "Prison Break"
Here it its:
The Inner Thoughts of MeIt makes me so sad to know
You're not here for me anymore
I know your love to me is so pure
Though its vague and obscure
In your eyes, I see hate and love
And I'm confused who gets the what
The one you gave birth to on Feb
Or the one you were born with
I'm not imagining nor hallucenating
Just wondering and contemplating
Seeking the truth you're hiding
But you've had it, so no more whining
Just to let you know, you better act like an adult
I'm not a puppet for you anymore or a doll
You can't grap me from the shelf anytime you want
I'm human bieng with heart beating and soul
To end this crap and let you go
I thought of pulling the trigger or snaping your head
How could I do such thing when the time's up
And the Guard screaming "Go to your cell"
