My life is just like yours
Its terrible
The only one who recognise me
through my disguise was the dog!
This dog is the only one who is trying to become an adult.
My tabacologist said that I hàve to continue smoking.
He knows, because he's got The Selfish Gene.
Whenever I 'm in an environment where everything is happy
and harmonious I developpe a tendency to do something
Terrible.
I see a hamer or a big knife lying around
there is a split second of evil thoughts.
Just to bring a certain balance back into things.
I imagine to hear them screaming.
Thank God ( IF he exists) it wil also go away very fast.
And everything is back to normal.
A normality of uncerainty, doubt and shakiness.
I look into the eyes of my congener
and try to find a similarity
to ease and relieve my pain.
Tiresome.