
Sometimes I cry for no reason
I like to cry when I'm not cutting onions
Honesty burns, hurts and heals
But what's the meaning
Of this tears running down my cheeks, streaming?
I've lost my job, my family and my innocence
But I'm always hungry craving for more, ignorant!
Sometimes I can't stand myself so I go for swim
''Gaivotas em terra, tempestade no mar!''
''Seagulls on the land, storm at the sea!''- They say!
Ohhhh so grim! So I swing:
Swing, swing, swinging sea waves...
I'm starting to be aware: I am because you are.
There are much bigger storms out there!
Like that kid that laughed at his own funeral
And his mom died because of it,
Because of fear.
I'm afraid of dying alone, starving!
I'm always hungry!
I'm always hungry for those who are really hungry
I'm always hungry for the day we all become trees
That soon they'll cut down
For their profit
For their career
For their cats
For their child trust fund
For fuck sake!
Will you ever eat that money?
Will you ever breathe that money?
What are we worshiping?
Why? Funny?
I'm a wild hungry skinny child
Walking towards destruction
'Til the day Mother Earth eats me
Any question?



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