Pretty soon
1.In the morning
I put on my mask,
Threatening to slip
Above the tears beneath.
2.On my way home,
In the evening tram,
I take it off while looking
At the lake underneath.
3.I like to get drunk
With my favorite song,
Changing words at random,
Wondering what went wrong…
4.To spend my days
With people who pretend,
More fake than plastic
diamonds,
And never understand.
5.One of these days,
I will get out of here,
There is no doubt about it,
My wish can’t be more clear.
6.In the meantime,
I flee distopyas,
Daydreaming of better stuff,
Thinking utopias.
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