Adrienn Földi
Dog days are human life:
Getting bitten but never fighting.
A good dog doesn’t take revenge
Telling itself one day I forgot about it
Knowing it probably isn’t true.
Part of us wants to run away,
Till they really listen.
Always trying to be the best,
Never winning to achieve standards.
Thinking about everything they wish
I wasn’t.
Bruises hurt but never enough
To actually leave,
Till you lose yourself.
Giving but never receiving.
Overlooking pain,
Just for one drop of love.
Life full of lust,
Fulfilling the need to be something.
Worthy of love, never to be.
Hunger hurts,
But starving works when
It takes too much to love.
Hunger hurts but,
I want love so much it works
But knowing I’m a mess
That they don’t wanna clean up.
Trained to serve never to satisfy.
Then one day you actually look around
A haunted house with a picket fence.
Knowing the end
Make your way to the garden.
Run to the streets to get far away,
Not afraid to disappear,
Turned around there was nothing there,
Yeah I guess the end is here.