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I don’t even know what I’m doing anymore

Not that I ever did but the lack of structure throws me off

I feel lost in in-between silences that bare a discomfort I can’t ignore.

In this alleged freedom I feel limited and restricted

Because routine makes me feel protected

Even as I’m writing I’m following this structure,

NO MATTER BLACK OR WHITE, JUST MAKE SURE YOU KEEP SWEET AND CRISPY INSIDE

VERA, LISBOA, PORTUGAL _ APRIL 5TH 2026

Your best friend didn't end

Your brother's on the cover

You gave all you had

He didn't pay you back

I'm in my bed

I feel every stroke of my head

That you gave me

Unaware, unknowingly

I do love you

Looking up to what you do

I'm naked and it's funny

Because I can feel him watching me

Every time

I

Get undressed

I feel him there

Dolls and their eyes

Open blinds open windows

Close family too close

Dolls and their eyes

make you scream

I am a wolf turned evil by the way you tamed me, took me into your world, leaving my world behind.

I am a wolf who once killed for food and now kills for the pleasure of paper in another man's hand, for that's when I know he won't hurt me tonight.

I am a wolf, though I act more like a dog, a pathetic, scared dog, doing anything you ask, and every dreadful task out of fear.

I am a wolf, so I should be a wolf so set me free, I will be free.