Anything

I’m going to the court

This week, to say untrue

Things, but I’ve always done

It, so it won’t be hard

I still cannot find myself

In this place, so I can easily

Sell a piece of me

And I won’t

Lose anything

I’m not worried

Not anymore

I feel wanted

I feel surrounded

My sweet temptation

Of escaping the system

Came true with unsaid

Truth, I lose my old being

I gain my revenge

Without even wanting it

Anymore

Anything