You talk about fun
and smell the white powder
that in our childhood was just
remnant of the chalk on blackboards.
And while you talk
I remember us watching
the blue through the window
with the stars gliding by.
You talk about relieving yourself
and you get wasted at parties
on weekends until you
lose consciousness.
And while you talk
I smile, remembering
our childhood jokes.
You talk about being happy
and lose patience with
anyone who crosses
your way or word.
And while you talk
I sing and dance my
favorite songs.
You talk about eternal love,
about romantic movies,
but you'll take anyone
you feel like in front of you.
And while you talk
I comb my hair
in the mirror with
vivid and full eyes.
You talk about freedom
and you go from penny to
penny, without realizing that
your wings are not on the
bank account.
You talk...
You talk...
And from there you talk...
While I'm dancing
In my empty room, light
like a bird with the heart
here on the other side.
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