Yesterday, when I was barefoot,
I slipped on a question
That I lost at some point
And that must have been there for a long time.
I haven't heard from her in so long,
I completely forgot that she still exists.
She said: Nice, mal again at dir to be.
And began a conversation with himself.
That there is no forward and no backwards,
Because it is nothing more than an illusion,
Why everything just moves in circles
And for what you actually live.
I simply played dead,
Acted as if I wasn't even there.
But she quickly grabbed my neck
And almost squeezed the air out of me.
Unfortunately she would have to go somewhere else,
But she would come back, she said to me.
I saw her grin when she finally left,
And could say her last words urine.
That there is no yesterday and no tomorrow,
Because it's nothing more than a deception,
Why everything just moves in circles
And what you actually live for.< br/>

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