Behind The Fake Life

Hate you for making me care, but let me love you now that I do

Ten thousands of tiny little ants walking, running and working to get squashed by a little children’s finger. Young fox running after her mom to get shot at hunting season. Little girl holding mommies hand and listening to the greatness of life to get disappointed everyday later now. Water everywhere around, clouds low to the ground and no air, you start suffocating killed by the pressure that leaves you breathless. Mom, hold me close, hold me to never let go again. Dirt everywhere, leaving you no choice but getting dirty. Scrubbing, washing, taking a shower over and over again but the bloody mud won’t come off. Soap, wash my mouth, my teeth, my thong leave no place filled and toughed with bad words. Mom, hold me close, hold me to never let go again. Green a monster that has taken over me, blue and red like violets and roses to die when winter comes. Ten thousands of tiny little ants walking, running and working to get squashed by a little children’s finger. Young fox running after her mom to get shot at hunting season. Mom, hold me close, hold me to never let go again.