Darsi

I speed up as I pass on the street
With the headphones on
The tune is named wrong
It is making me walk fast

It is night
There is not much souls around
Shining glassy light
Reflecting golden on the pavement wet by rain

Somebody gives a look or two
It is not enough

Why do you never call me girl
I would tell you how I feel right now
We kind of told everything to each other

We were together in the room boy
You were looking at me
Feeling happy I was there
Even though with tired eyes
Not seductive
You touched me and gave me a look I am happy you are here

I head to the toilet
Red walls
Taking the stairs one by one
What is the matter with you girl
Always alone

I head towards my neighbourhood
A garbage bin
A parking lot
A couple of buildings
You have freedom
There is still some left in you
Make use of it

It feels right when it feels wrong
It feels right when it feels wrong
Reassured for a while

Then a message
Absent
A call
Absent

You eat something
You go to bed
Tomorrow is Sunday
I had five fingers
I had to cut two
Tomorrow is sunday
I am still alone.