The Hawk Returns

The hawk is back
And I’m here
Trying hard to be on your shoes
To understand why you’ve decided
To insist on making someone hate you,
But no-one seems to get you.

Would it be easier to live with your conscience?
Would it not be a burden you are willing not to carry?
Or would it be just the real childish you?

Why would you be so pleased to know
That love has turned into hatred?
Is that why you want to keep yourself posted?
Is that why the hawk has returned?

Should you want to be forgotten,
Why do you insist on making yourself noticed?
Why don’t you simply vanish into thin air
And go fuck yourself?

 

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