engls
3/ prologue;
id like 2 make aaa promising statement
ahmmm well "how ssshameful!"
could you please give me five more minutes 2 aahm aand im immmm
(its time 4 me 2 faade awaa y )
gonna be become somebody you would never
rrr everr
expected 2 b your friend. Feind to be precise
its mutual...
my voice is numb
2 speak out the worlds that have no impact on
ON
press it already, YOU, idiot
the other side of me ow
which is not notably different, opposite or hidden
quite ON contrary
what i mean izzzz that the other fussed parts consist of opinions
OFF others
who r so kindly brainwashing my feverish (?) nothing in da skull
like ooonion soldiers, in a seduction of a peel
can u rrreally hear that swingy call of nobodies duty?
1/
when everyone has gone to a party;
you see a blue lie about the world
that rep...
ughh
2
much
blockage
i believe in a aa
good old uprising of an unpredictable
followed by a pervasive lump of the gaze
oh pretty please, not the male one.
2.1/2.2
pierced in parts;
politics made me suffocate the rigid property of my body
the ugliness (which is imposed of course) makes me obnoxiously bold
but
oppressed , at the same time, and painfully judgemental of
the way you treat your words to me
crrrrashhhing them right into those lilac-scented bruises
prosthetic scars and maaay be
a cup of moulding bre eeew 2 calm would u mind?
which i have
surely overinterpreted (bully)
(abuser) a deceitful hump of human intestines
would literally kill
to see u
(literally or figuratively?)
die unbeschreibliche Lust
oooor that soo close 2 your heart, liebe Angst
your soul gun wild
can't u see ?
OH, not enough troops? i se a
no one cares about nothing but ohhh Gott they do talk
chewing clammy words of it must v been done, they forced us, stay positive, and
my freaking favorite, everything will be just fine!
2 much burden of roles in the absence of Rules
no grammar no politics no somatic safety
it s not what you are seeing, its what you r feeeeeling
your skin isn't yours anymore. you either
every skittish particle of physical bodyzzz
becoming more than politics themselves;
moving your own office and staying incarcerated.
2 whom do you belong?
oh, what a minty start! what a life, kiddo!