i wanted to write about you
lovely cherry
you didn't ask to be born too
but you are glad you do

i wanted to write about you
cuz you are not like anyone i knew
you didn't say anything you want to be
you just ARE everything you want to be

you didn't slam the door, yelling at the world
to give you the chance, to be someone else

you didn't ask the world, to be young neither old
or to regain the things you earlier sold
you were ambitious, sustained, freakishly lovely
you are everything you once told

-someone i used to love told me he want to be real, but he was the most fake person i have ever known

he hid everything would make him true
he hid his lies by not looking at me in the eyes
he said he wants every clue
to live a tremendously normal life
he didn't want to be a freak
he followed me to the peak
then pushed me into abyss.

he wanted so bad to return alone
he could've left me there hanging on hopes
but preferred to paralyze every thinking cell
that still works after all

.
i wanted to describe you, strawberry
in a very nourishing way
but i ended up painfully remembering
every suffocating word you used to say