when is it now

mardi 6 septembre 2011

how to say that I'm here, someone who knows how to live every day with a fixed idea, it's almost inhuman because the human is moving, it never stops, always thinking anything there is no plan, when we meet someonewe get together to formulate a coherent response, while a minute before we talked to himself, saying, What are you talking to him, but Run, run, do it with, li, li, word, without glory, a car, white, robin, shit, I forgot to close the window, will it rain, rain, trees , autumn, falling leaves, ha hello sir, yes, I saw they had made a hole, probably for the pipes, yes, goodbye, hole, love, make, the, the, hell, I forgot what I meant, too bad I go to the bakery to buy bread, then I will go home, no one waiting for me, I live alone, I never want to accept someone in my privacy, I always preferred to live alone, I do what I want, I'm not bothered by sterile relationships which bring to nothing,when we are alone we can develop an argument without contradiction, the problem is when you receive a phone call, it was well on its own, and now they cut me, I am dry, you get angry with your stories, I'm tired of hearing the same thing, I do not tell you soon, I hang up, I'm glad I said what was said, but then I realize that I am alone and more alone, but it's too late there are words that do not forgive, then it's broken

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