I mean, you wrote the whole thing

Tears are just water. With salt.


And above all.




It's not even that cool.
Unlike what



It
,promised.

Actually, it's not cool.
Just twoo garbages.


Upon the worst thing
You have
In the back of your head.

But I guess, nothings lost
Cuz nothings given.

And this is a broken record


But you are just,


What was it again?


Eh well
Just a hopeless genetic.

Like allahs and so on.
Boom boom

Only god is here.

I mean, keep it up

Say the wrong sentence all the time

It's the simplest thing around
And the rest, barely up your arm length




But hey,
Why else religion,

Sprouts around like
Pitiful dogs.


And heaven is not enough
To tell

Heh

Fucking hell





My dreams are simple.

And you ain't that complicated either.
Should ve been more resilient
But I guess you cant hide
How much you wanna
Meet god.