Walking in the middle of the room.
Worried about a prat – expect a boom!
Probably I will never know.
Don’t mind – I will grow!
Yesterday I left before the snow.
Today I’ve heard – I missed a show.
What’s wrong with you?
Talking in the middle of the night.
An argue? – Is there a fight?
Stumbling past all this stuff .
Don’t mind – I have enough.
Probably you are just insane.
Don’t mind – I’ll never, pronounce your name!
2014 by Isabella Schinnerl