I hid.

It was my way of
appear.
In all
that I promised to read
to look like
more intelligent
in this dumb world.
all the drunken laughs,
my solitudes
in this boil
world.
I'm so lost
so lover I am
Why in this world?
This dark room.

I'm a kid. I wish I had been more pissed.
But that's it. There is no time for regrets.
Edith said.
But who is with me now?
Hands with whom, Joseph?
I fear I run.
No one will know what to say next.