ignore me, like you did before.
like you do on mondays, tuesdays, wednesdays, fridays, saturdays and sundays.
ignore me because your stereotypical lines have been demaging my language.
ignore the train of thought that has become a menthal desease.
ignore the ideas, the incoerent dreams i speak out loud
the wasted language that no one understands but you
ignore the inexistent words i tell you
forget about the unshaped silence on thursdays
say: i’m here for you, fuck! you recognize me under blurry coverage.
subways serving unwelcomed mornings. watching people growing beards,
drinking beers, losing dreams, wasting coffee steams
ignore me when i tell you to ignore.
ignore me more, much more.
like you do it now, like you did it times before.