I look outside my window and stare
Is it me that feels so unaware?
My head spins lightly moving the pieces
I move them around make masterpieces

The world outside glooms so unkind
I want to grieve but it holds my mind
I shouldn’t be so dramatic
But I can’t help to admire the cinema-tics

I color and color until the paper is brown
I climb and climb and don’t look down
The world goes around as I watch
The puzzle fits but there’s one wrong notch
I push them together ignoring what’s wrong
Try to make them fit but they don’t belong

Sometimes things move too fast
I run and run but the past is the past
It comes like a train howling my name
Crushing the tracks without shame

Then I blink it all disappears
The storms in the background but right here it’s clear
So I stay in the path that I know
Watching the flowers grow and grow

Far from all I’ve left behind
Even if sometimes it crashes inside
I let it go and watch it fly
Watching the madness go on by
Letting my smile reply

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