Σάββατο, 13 Νοεμβρίου 2010
To be somebody
I know mum was awake.
Waiting for me to come with the lights off and the door of her bedroom wide open.
I felt a little bit attracted by you at the begining.
I didn't know you at all.
Your name was my favorite one.
But I didn't care after that.
But today while we were talking,I was glad to hear about yourself.
I like listening in general.
After some minutes I started realizing that you were only talking about yourself.
And then you started putting music.
You were feeling somebody.
I remember you once told me you wanna buy a turntable.
"Do you like it?"you asked a girl.
"No!Your music always sucks!"
And then you turned to me.
No.I didn't like this song this much.
Don't take it personally,but I don't get inspired by this type of music.
But you were feeling somebody,while you were putting music.
You were feeling closer to that you wanted to be.
I felt pity for you.I was understanding you.
"Um...yeah....why not?"I said.
Then I left.
And you started putting some rock.
Some got excited.
And started dancing.
And you were feeling good.
You was somebody again.
And then you said 3-4 times about this song your taekwondo teacher used to play.
It was perfect you said.
And I was feeling how much you were trying to be somebody.
And I felt you weren't good enough for me.
But there were these guys.
They were nothing.
And they started making fun of you and your brother.
To feel better.
To feel they were somebody,like you were trying to be.
But you were innocent and pure.
They were making fun of you.
After that you ascended to my eyes.
When I got home,you texted me.
And I smiled.With sympathy.