I throw the dead bird
the cat brought in my room

I wonder
how will she react?

She, who?

Her, the one

No one cares
for you anymore

The one I care for

You don't care
about anyone
anymore

I judge myself
from the point of view
of the other

But there are
no others
anymore

Just me

Is that freedom?
My mind struggle
to realize
there is no one

I don't want
anyone
No one wants me

Do I like this?
Or do I want it
to end?

Find someone
that I can blame
for my self-judgment

It's her

Her that holds me down
Her that can't love me
Her that makes it hard
for me to love myself

I don't have
anyone
to blame
anymore

What is the point
if no one is there
to look
to listen
to love

What am I
if no one
cares

Why would I play music
if no one listen
Why would I draw
if no one looks
Why would I write...

At this moment
Only you
You who reads
these lines
justify my existence

..and the cat who
tired of killing birds
wants some food
before napping
with me
on the bed