September 8, 2022•147 words
Carve your heart and write “gullible” on it. Learn to cry without having that ugly look, the one that makes people think you cry every single day. You cannot avoid loneliness, you cannot heal from loneliness. Every time I enter a room, I’m the first one to get out. I wait for people in front of the public bathroom, without entering neither the stall nor the bathroom itself. I play bass. I love music, poetry, and life itself. I also hate life, the way it pains you and twists the knife into your heart deeper and deeper. Leaving you an open wound.
Carve your lung and write “gullible” on it. Learn how to be a good son. Learn how to compone music by yourself, past midnight, in your room. Learn how to not forget the good moments in your life. Learn how to forget the bad ones.