Kategori: Roliga dikter
That’s all I am
Am sky’s away far from home
Though I have no one back at home
The future holds a chair in my thoughts but will the lust thicken?
Am not alone coz it’s many that are playing this character. But it does get lonely in here with the characters.
Am locked up with a smell of coffee where my only neighbours are the swedes.
Am in spiral where everything repeats its self. Am in a place where the only thing that brings people together is “fika”, A place where the weather alone is my enemy . Am around people that say “Hej” today and forget you the day after.
But now am used to it and so does the characters and the masks that I wear but at the same time, I don’t want to get stuck in a fantasy because this is not my home.
Speaking about my home, well let me tell you about it in three words. Survival, pain and death.
Just as anyone else I had a dream
I wanted to be a strong leader just to free people from debts that they pay with sweats, but does it really matter if I have a dream or not? If dreams build who we are then I guess am a no body!
Skriven av: Arafat Afuru
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