You paint me a blue sky

and go back and turn it to rain

And I lived in your chess game,

but you changed the rules every day

Wondering which version of you I might get on the phone

tonight

Well I stopped picking up, and this song is to let you know why..

Maybe it’s me and my blind optimism to blame
Maybe it’s you and your sick need to give love then take it away
And you’ll add my name to your long list of traitors who don’t understand
And I’ll look back and regret how I ignored when they said “run as fast as you can”

You are an expert at sorry,
and keeping lines blurry
Never impressed by me acing your tests
All the girls that you run dry
with tired, lifeless eyes
cause you burned them out
But I took your matches before fire could catch me,
so don’t look now:
I’m shining like fireworks over your sad, empty town

@pcsiqueira

Talvez a pergunta vazia fosse apenas para que um dia alguém não viesse a dizer que ela nem ao menos havia perguntado. Por falta de quem lhe respondesse ela mesma parecia se ter respondido: é assim porque é assim.
@ Clarice Lispector

É assim porque é assim. Ponto final.
Me afastando de tudo isso.