Realism

Are you really here or am I dreaming
I can’t tell dreams from truth
For it’s been so long since I have seen you
I can hardly remember your face anymore
When I get really lonely and the distance calls its only silence
I think of you smiling with pride in your eyes a lover that sighs

If you want me satisfy me
If you want me satisfy me

Are you really sure that you believe me
When others say I lie
I wonder if you could ever despise me
You know I really try
To be a better one to satisfy you for you’re everything to me
And I do what you ask me
If you let me be free

If you want me satisfy me
If you want me satisfy me

If you want me satisfy me
If you want me satisfy me

Come and leave, all shall fade away.

Sleepless sleepless sleepless sleepless sleepless sleepless sleepless sleepless sleepless sleepless sleepless sleepless sleepless sleepless sleepless sleepless sleepless sleepless

I always thought that when Von Gogh drew those cracy orange sunflowers he was high.  he can't be taking Ecstasy he just got a mania for dry and burning stuff or he could be simply having a fever. suddenly think of red hot chilli pepper,sigh. what burns ultimately turns into ashes and he ended up as irises. make sense, doesn't it. it s like turning inside out. irises-the inside, sunflower-the outside. vibrant minds full of contradictions.

just drop it, the 10 euros for sunflowers. it s just sunflowers that whithers sooner or later, so just drop it . drop yourself and go lose it.

I "THINK" the above should be in order. pick your favorite. I like the two cuts which was more experimental regarding the primitive colors. 2:00 am. good nite to nina and hug.