Sometimes I sit at the window And watch...
I watch so closely that my eyes goes in scrutiny of a soul...
The way my forehead twitches like it just kissed the devil gives me bumps...
And when my lips part and give in to that wicked grin...
I sometimes wonder if am the new villain on earth...
But why shouldn't I make angry faces when I see things go wrong...
Is the eye that goes wide yours!
Aha yes, I mean you ...
Then you would tell me to mind my business...
But how can I ...
When the things happening creep around my ears and find ways to choke me...
And sometimes it pierces my heart and eat chunks...
Do you still wish for me to be quietš ...
But then how can I ...
When the lavishing of abundance gives my eyes reasons to cry...
It has hindered my dreams from becoming realities and has made me a little gossip...
Is this what I asked for..
Ukelvis
