I tried to be something,
great or small
I tried to be you,
I lost myself
I tried to be fast,
I broke my legs
I tried sucide,
I could't afford a knife
I tried to be bad,
I almost died
I tried to be rich,
It was expensive
I tried to be strong,
but I lost ten fights
I tried to be smart
until I met a thief
I tried to be funny,
I couldn't beat a baby clown
I tried to be slow,
I got lost, I was gone
I tried love,
I was rejected
I tried to stop,
I saw nick vucinic
I couldn't quit
so, I stoped to try,
I found myself in rags
moist in my own saliva
Everything I denied and disregarded was who I was

I knew I was a tree but failed to recognise myself dressed in plain sheets, as a book,
and you could be anyone

Toothaches in the early morning,
a bitter kiss that woke me up.
Toothaches trees in the garden,
I rely on Rose's but she refuses.
so many blackberries and apples on the street
I'm waiting for the next mangoes.

                              Prosaic, sometimes i wonder the need for
                              education if i will still follow the ethics of
                               my grandfather, without remodeling it to
                               suit my time.

But, when I look pass it i see Lavender

The death tolls have risen
three to four lost to bombing each day
I still see Lavender.