How foolish I am
I can only be a fool to believe I could grasp the world
I can assimilate no pain, no sadness no frustration
It’s foolish to think I can understand fear or anger or hate
By no means I know what is revenge, malice, malevolence or vitriol
Harsh, hostile, bitter, caustic, corrosive, damaging…
I could never acknowledge that the world is spinning and that’s what it’s meant to do
What else could I expect from the world?
Why shall I try to comprehend the nature of human been?
I’m a fool
I cannot even fit myself into my heart
I don’t fit my own love into my heart
It’s everywhere, it’s lost
So say, should I think of myself?
I’m trying to divide my individual
To leave pieces of me in every street
So people could throw me away
What a fool, so say!
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