I will hide
my face in the covers
forgetting that I'm not dead yet


I need to bind
a black band round my eyes

trying not to see the 3000 lies
I told myself


I should gain
a little bit of knowledge
to look beyond myself and not to be always the protagonist


I might rejoice
winning an old fixed match

and then exulting towards the mirror

Everything here seems so busy

so take me back where I can rest my head
I can't afford thinking again


I'm like a cloud so full of rain in a sunny day
I'm waiting to cry with someone else involving me
I'll fake a smile a few more days with no meaning

and no one may think that I am sick