The Grenadine Inside

Some people, the mostly, they see all with blue lenses

I envy them….

I love the blue too you know

but i am unable to find my contact lens

As others do….

I am always banging my head

or stumbling and cursing

sad or feeling bad ~  Grenadine Color ~

slamming all doors as i was the angry wind

Blind

problems with the clearness too

i spend more than i can

i drink beer and i love sleep until later

I left people crazy with my silence

indifferent to people’s feeling

I am sarcastic, ironic

 

Alone in this world!

 

I pretend and i lie too

just to complete the story

 

this hole inside it is so big and dark

that sometimes i feel as it should swallow me

at once
and i’ll never get see the other’s blue
again

But then i envy all this, emerging from my color

i hit my head, i stumble, i curse

and sometimes, just sometimes

i open my heart

damned!!! It burns……