I was feeling something. I was angry with you and me. I stuck a knife in my throat and in my heart. I drank my blood and painted the sand. You didn’t understand what I made, but you never understood me. This is why I was feeling anger. You have stupid eyes that only see the surface. My mistake: expectations for you. You never saw the deep because you’re weak.
Face my eyes and see what I’m feeling. You don’t need to touch me because you can feel through the atmosphere. My eyes were lying, but my soul was screaming what was really happening at that time. You judged me by my age and my innocent look, not for my history or experiences. So yeah! I was angry with you and me. Because you were stupid. And I was stupid to allow you in my world.
However, I’m not stupid. It was a moment. This is one of the differences between you and me. I have a universe, and I know my sides. You are being devoured by the monsters in your mind because you’re too scared to dive into your universe. You can lie to others, but not to me. Because I stuck a knife in my soul, and I studied her different pieces. I learnt something from all the events in my history.
Face my eyes and see what I’m feeling. But don’t forget that maybe my eyes are lying, and you probably need to feel the atmosphere.
Victor dos Anjos 