LOOKING AT THE SKY

They will think you fell

That you are in pieces, broken, fractured

And maybe maybe

Destroyed

They will think you will need help

But they won't come to help you anyway

Maybe they will feel sorry

Don't care

Never give explanations

To those who do not ask questions

Who doesn't care

To those who do not seek it

They will think of you as weak, fragile

Not suitable for a life like this

Not suitable for clashes

Not eligible to be first

Never heal yourself

Whose eye

He doesn't have a hand

Ready to give everything

They will think you fell

And instead

You're just looking at the sky

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