I took the bad sight out of my eyes
and threw it in running water
from the silky shoulder I drew cursed stars
for longings to have no
sad anthem my heart sings
while standing in front of the door with questionnaires,
and inside the room
the loudest are those who are not worth it,
and I am a unit equal to zero
who wants the throne in vain
sad anthem my heart sings,
because life only sometimes
derails
and only the chosen ones carry them in fairy tales,
and I do not belong to that happy set
born for enjoyment
sad anthem my heart sings,
and no one listens anywhere.