There once was a man
Who thought in a different way
Thinking that life could be easier
If you knew less and kept away
Keeping out of reach from pain
Keeping out of the reach of strain
All he did was lie,
And live in a way
That no one ever dared.
He thought he was flying
In a world where everyone instead
Were falling down
Were failing apart from themselves.
He was all alone,
Happy and satisfied with him selv
Smiling at the world
Thinking how stupid they were.
One day he saw a little girl crying
He asked why,
The girl said she lost her mother
The man laughed at her face.
Oh man, how bitter could you be
Was it hard to embrace?
Was it hard to console?
The girl looked at him
The girl ran away.
The man thought to him self how come,
What was wrong with her
If she is okay….
He wondered for a while,
Then he let it go, forgot about it.
After days and days that flew by
The girl saw nothing but a world that was blurry
A world that was meaningless in her way.
She cried and cried, she let it go
But it seemed it was too big,
It seemed it would take time
To let it go completely.
She was walking down the aisle
Thinking of her mother
How she looked
How she smiled
how she hugged her in the nights.
She felt cold
She felt sad
She felt angry and unsatisfied.
But suddenly she bumped into someone
She looked up….
The man that laughed at her was there
The man that pour salt on her veins
Was standing in front of her
Looking at her in an apologetic way.
He felt wrong,
Not happy anymore.
Why didn’t he feel good anymore?
He looked at the girls eyes
The shining mesmerizing eyes…
Oh my god, he said
The girl was questioned
What now does he want
She thought to herself.
But she just turned away,
She left the man alone,
Ran away, ” Who was he” she thought
” What does he want?”
The man sat on the floor,
The man was shocked of what he got to know,
The girls eyes, they were eyes of someone
Whom the man loved from all his heart.
The sudden urge to fly way
The sudden edgy feeling of getting away
where to go? Whom to say?
That the woman she loved his whole life
Died and left a child that just ran away?
He ran after her, he called her.
But it was too late.
It was too late to call that child,
The child that he felt was his
His own child…