Don’t ask me why

 

 

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Don' t ask me why I've been there;

I had to  fill the emptiness of my days

lost in the nothingness

with no place to go to;

Don't ask me why;

I only remember now

 the time of hope

The smoking rings

The dreaming trips

That's our life

Made of mistakes

Driven by mysterious course

Aimed to search

What you think to be true

And time cheater of our senses

Only God

Do not  mislead

Our souls.

In a middle-class drama

 

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I slice on pieces my tie

And throw them on your persona

 

I laugh of you

Using my hands at your table

in a natural way

 

I hear 

Clanging my chains

When I move on

slowly

 

You also know it

But you don’t want to  listen to

‘cause they are your own chains too!

 

So we spend our lives

playing a drama

somebody else has written

just for ourselves.