I stare into the laundry,
remembering it’s my turn.
I don’t feel like breathing today.
White tshirt, black trousers, red lace panties.
I cannot help thinking
that there is no reason for us to be here.
I haven\'t done my homework yet.
My future is calling me.
Where’s the detergent?
My future home looks a lot
like my childhood bedroom.
Blue blouse, green socks,
Who would wear that shade of pink?
I am living with a thousand people in my head,
like an empty soul,
wondering where the Universe ends.
Give me a meaning,
I have tried stealing it but now
I’m handcuffed to a career.
I don\'t know what I want anymore.
Do you think I need softener?
I don’t know what to do with my pulse,
I mean, my life,
I mean, silk dress.
Do I air dry the bras?
Hang them with my dreams.