a monologue 

it brought out the worst in me
that conversation on the phone
i am a perfect thief
i`m just a perfect thief
and you`re a perfect actress
the most beautiful voice in the monologue
that i paid

counting hours to the next morning

after disappointing you all
i`m not more than i am
i found myself in the shower
i ended up believing
like seeing is believing
not that i know anything of it

counting hours to the next morning

what kind of a hell is this?