No adonis
No artifice
Neither laws nor gods
She is gifted at it
A touch nihilist
Melancholic
Sometimes wanting
To top herself
Seated on her bed
Blue in grey
She is different
It is her own way
It is not her choice
And when she is told
That it is a wrong thing
To do
Intensive treatment
A deux it is less sad
In her mind
Two hemispheres
Hapiness and sadness 1
A game of artifices
Being able to love
How to manage
Being frightened of
Not knowing where to go
A place tying us down
To Earth
The heart is right side up
But it is time
Her heart is inside out
She said that she loves
She also said that such a world
Makes us shun noise and sarcasms
She loved her life
And it is what makes her charming
But in her life
She has written
So many useless
Chapters
To the smallest
Word which healed
Rescuing a soul
It is so frail
Seated on her bed
She looks at "the misunderstood"
And she no longer
Cares
But whatever she thinks about it
She loves a girl
She felt on the edge of the abyss
1. Wordplay, 'Gay and sad'