I must be a monster
I turn on the TV
And I see all my problems
In a different perspective,
All my worries sweep away,
I feel like stunned with apathy
While houses, cars,
Trains, trees, animals,
People,
Like toys in
A puddle of mud,
So surreal.
It´s hard to believe,
It´s hard to feel the size
Of it, when
People are used
To make a big drama
About a look,
A touch, about life´s
Simple things.
I must be a monster,
Because my heart
Is more easily touched
With a slap in the face
Than with the sight
Of the end of the world.
B.
