Egoist Hedonist

10 March 2009

Part One: Different?

Once in the middle of the crowd
I stopped
Suddenly I felt so good
Not being on the move
But became an obstruction
In your way
And I was surprised
How fast you could unite
Against me

When you forced me to the ground
And tied my hands
Certain I couldn’t disturb
I saw the sadness in your eyes
Your fear
And the most secret desire:
“Escape from here”...