domingo, 18 de noviembre de 2018

Money can't buy


What if… the answer never existed, or will exist?
Maybe the question won’t be needed.
That’s why I’m here today. To look for the answer,
Not care about the question.

Where is the happiness you promised me?
Where are all the happy moments?
The coffee and the biscuits?

Here I am.

Looking for time to live,
Now the only thing I have is this revolver,
And a glass of water. It is half empty, or half full?
Maybe neither.

Money can’t buy you happiness,
And can’t buy me either.

Here I am.

Or here I was?

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