
BECAUSE I GROW OLD
(© Patrícia Evans)
I have to start a diet,
swim, exercise,
start walking, stay out of the sun.
take care of my mind
my eyes, my smile.
I need to change,
to stop being crazy,
to like money a little more,
to enjoy Rio de Janeiro,
to accept a good husband,
a nine to five job.
To charge for my art,
do less charity,
fuck like they fuck,
I can like they can.
I have to close my eyes,
stop wanting differently,
go on, always move ahead,
never leave the road,
never see the other side of the walls
and never want to go beyond them.
I have to forget I loved.
I have to say amen.
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2 comentários:
Jesus! Thank heavens that's not you! :)
Thanks Lord there's someone to think like that! LOL
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