Here I am. Yes, it’s me, but it’s also you.
Come closer, and recognize yourself in imperfections,
Tear the paper and recompose your features.
Now this isn’t you. Choose who you want to be, this is the time.
Something breaks and restarts from there, from the pins that sew wounds and betrayals.
I want corners of peace, where I can make up and break up myself again and again.