Woman From Eastern Europe

time I want, I can not

I want to be a cat and live

reflex

night

Between independence and the prayers of bread

want to live with boldness and courage

to say my ideas, think what you want

Drown

sigh and talk

I paint my lips red

And not to be accused of being ugly

I wish I

a bee

I want to be a pipe dream

And be forgotten and cease to exist

I want to release this tension

Kick, mourn, rebel

I want to be psychotic

I not be sen

winged

Being alone, live alone

I want to kiss to love and be in an orgy

teenager I would always be

I reveal the secrets

entrusted to me

To the end might hurt

muse of song I wish I