dopamine-doped derp

you are playing Russian roulette with your life

every day and every night

in the meantime, you’ve managed to change your attitude

but for me you show the same ignorance

covered with masculine properties

you’re not as sweet as you pretend to be

your voice still sounds stolid

so, whatever you want to say

will not be taken seriously by me

cos I know what you are next to me

always mute, never uttering a word

but with others

talkative as a bird on a tree branch

so now I shut my mouth

from you completely

and I’m not going to show it

no signs that I’m alive

you don’t care anyway

drowning in your piece of despair

without knowing it, that’s how your charm works, boy

but one day

destiny knocks on your door

looking for you and your heart will be cold

and you will ask yourself why is that so

if you’ve decided to lock your heart

I don’t think you should be surprised