I don’t Eat Strawberries
I don’t eat strawberries
I sketch in my mind some unknown shadows
They play my dreams, my melodies, my world
me…
I barter my opinions with ‘but’ and ‘if’
I lose myself in labyrinthes of ‘whys’
you… I’m loosing you…
And still I… I ought to recognize…
that still I… I am so fragile…
I gather lots of steps and restlessness…
I suffer from sea-sickness, dizziness
What’s wrong with this?!
I cut out an horizon inside myself
I can’t find any limits, any sense…
And still I… I am so full of doubts…
And still I… still run after the clouds…
And I tear petals from my heart…
And I wonder if this is love… true love?!
And I drink hot tears of the sun
Looking for some warmth just a path to love…
And still, still I… I live a futile life…
And still I… I’m where the eagles fly…
I set free my heart from grudge and rage
Set it free from you…
I set free my heart from your fears and weakness
Free from you…
And still, still I …
And still I… I don’t eat strawberries…