Dometi George

I don't know anything, I'm just a frivolous kid who has a ridiculous philosopher sleeping in his womb. I give wrong opinions and I am terribly sad, but so far in my life I have not done anything. I tie my head to words that don't weigh too much, it's better to be silent forever than to become a slut. I break the meaning of the verb that wants to scream in peace, my blind metaphor is without light, I gently mumble stammers about a cruel world full of mistakes. And who am I that I want to correct them with the word soaked in barren acid? The beauty of not seeing the ugly isn't sublime, so I should shut up.