Why

Why do I want to cry or smile?
To feel human
But what the hell is that anyway
Why do I want to read his sleaze?
To feel validated
Understood
To romanticise everything bad
Why do I want to see a severed head?
Why do I want to feel disgust?
To feel fear
Repulsion
He said: ‘kid, stop with the whys’
I said, instinctively: ‘why?’
He said:
And I’m still waiting

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