Crash Boom Bang
My sweater is on backwards and inside out. And you say, how appropriate
I don't like to dissect everything today. I don't mean to pick you apart you see.But I can't help it
And there I go jumping before the gunshot has gone off.
Slap me with a splintered ruler
And it would knock me to the floor if I wasn't there already.
If only I could hunt the hunter
And all I really want is some patience
A way to calm the angry voice
And all I really want is deliverance.
Now you know: sometimes you wake up happy - without even knowing why - you leave the house and at the first corner you stumble and get into the worst mood of your life.
I think I'll leave it all to my next of kin. Tired body, worn out shoes, life lived, I wouldn't change myself for anything.
Ahahah... I think I'll leave it all to my next of kin.
Gabriel Colombo is a Journalist & Writer
e-mail: gabriel@gabrielcolombo.co.uk
