JUST A DRAFT

Sometimes there is no meaning Not what we feel, but this feeling It's how I feel, how you feel Knowing it's temporary, one season Be fleeting, don't be fast Because the faster the steps ... .... ..... Have you ever heard of an old saying? " Haste is the enemy of perfection " But you really achieved This desired perfection What's perfect for you? A pencil to paper, creating, shaping The shapes, the words, the curves A simple example A simple text A simple sketch Just a draft But it's not enough, it's not enough To be or not to be enough... Insufficient, unbearable, unfortunately… What is this bitter feeling? That I painfully feel That leaves me constantly With hate for this world I'm just a draft Burn me, erase me, tear me Contrary to my inner silence That says: if you hate, everyone hates you That says: kill yourself, stay away, isolate yourself We are not perfect... we are just a draft.