I conveyed to you my feelings And you gave me your words, It was a fair exchange, So I thought at the moment, But now I want to feel again, I don't want to talk, I want to feel my pain.
I could have gone to new undiscovered dimensions, I could have come from these dimensions back, Instead, I am sitting in my three-dimensional flat, Killing time and probably running mad.
I dedicate this little poem To everyone who is reading it Without getting fed up and distressed, Because the will to read Is not obvious By so many people.
If a smartphone doesn't make you happy, Don't look for other smartphone. If a woman doesn't make you happy, Look for another woman, And don't look for any smartphone.