Im weak
En wat als?
Ik zat in het de avondzon bij de treinen.
En zag ze allemaal lekker rijden.
Iedereen met een bestemming
Een doel?
Zo graag,
Stapte ik naar binnen.
Stapte ik uit mijn leven.
Opnieuw
Ergens.
But ofcourse im weak
So I have been hanging out down by the train's depot.
No, I don't ride. I just sit and watch the people...there.
They remind me of wind up cars in motion.
The way they spin and turn and jockey for positions.
And I want to scream out that "It all is nonsense!"
"Are your lives one track?" and "Can't you see how it's pointless?"
But just then, my knees give under me, my head feels weak
And suddenly it's clear to see it's not them but me
Who's lost my self-identity, as I hide behind these books I read
While scribbling my poetry, like art could save a wretch like me With some ideal ideology that no one could hope to achieve.
And I am never real, it's just a sketch in me
And everything I made is trite and cheap
And a waste...of paint...of tape...of time.
19 mei 2008
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