A Stroke of Genius

Drug Lies

I become so afraid that I can’t take a single step

Whatever I do storm won’t stop

Plenty of soppy joys

Plenty of soggy lies

I become so afraid that I can’t stay

I search for an excuse again to say

Sinking deeply far away

I could believe that everything is okay

I could believe it as long as I can today

In front of those tears

In front of those hills

I stick a smile on my stingy face

And hide a drug in my “shandy” suitcase

Honesty has run out long ago

I wonder if it did really go

To the night of emptiness?

To the sea of loneliness?

I can see obviously its weakness.

Sarah Houas 1 S 11 * Sousse Pioneer School * April 2011 *