You ask what or who I am?
a wish, a child, Miss. Talks A Lot, a dreamer,
red, blue, party, yellow,
a fool, love,
I grew up and I was
a seeker, a swimmer, a suicidal bitch,
an excuse, a crime, seven words,
a hundred words, as many words
as you need, a movement, never fast, a lie,
a lie because of the truth, a promise,
a friend who listens, the music..
Now I am
the sky and the sea, the cloud and the rain,
two clouds, the wind that chases them,
the dust of the forgotten morning,
a blackberry by the road.
I am not hate.
I can not sleep and
ask to be what I can´t.
Running away from waiting.
With time I become
a name, a number, a shadow,
bitter water, the winner, the mountain,
the loser, the silence, the memory, a million words,
the circle, the end
just to stay the beginning,
I don´t hate.
I am all that.
And a few more pages.