Ombres

Shadows

    Whatever,  I still meet who I love so much, they don't know that I exist and that I'm just there sucking their shadows on the wall, while they talk about their lives that they nourish so far from mine. I want to feel good, I don't want to write poetry anymore, I want to be nothing more than normal, like the people I love so much and who still with effort find me again by chance on hard days.