everyone becomes their childhood

and then

who the hell am i?

she calls

and i forget every damn one of the million things

i've got to say to her

the important things

the funny things

the interesting things

the painful things

maybe, that's who i am


it's a part of me, anyway

everyone seems to be worried about me, lately

i don't know why, and i want to

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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