Matza Di Lourde

Triticum

Trying,

to strive

to like me more,

towards 

Being able to turn your back

And look at me in the mirror 

without feeling sad

and impotence

And I'm looking for an answer

And new questions come in

And I try to sleep

After a painful day

Today is the day not to live

Betrayal is a ditch

A heartbreak

and dedication,

unfortunately

was excessive

On me

I want to sleep a hundred hours

Gotta leave, get out

Run away, fly

And don't come back,

Leave it all behind,

go away

And now Triticum again

Triticum profundis