the way it goes

people pretend
we think we can
we try and write it down
we fail miserably

we cannot contain
the wind

we put messages in bottles and throw it into the Sea
we type poems
and
hope you hear
we wish you`d understand
we imagine you being something, that perhaps you aint
and then …
we go to bed alone

your partying with your other frivolous happy friends

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