Dry Voice

You understand your way of acting.

You are the greatest liar on the surface of this planet.

I used to trust you like burning candle.

Now I can catch you lie on the spot.

I am no longer the one you used to make fun of me.

I are happy with your illusionary

Stick to with that as long as possible

Do not call me anymore

I will sleep with my philosophy books

I will sleep next to psychology books

I will sleep with science books

I will sleep with Hemingway's novels.

I hate your hypocrisy

I hate your way of acting

You think you are very clever.

Now I can read you

When you were neglected 

Lying down unconscious in the street

Nobody would go near by you 

You were drunk

You lost your consciousness

You lost everything

You pretended you have everything

You stay there in the street

I would rather love to sit with my books of wine.

What a beautiful life it is.

An absolute freedom with no fear of loss.