Were you the most? cute, an eternal miss high school, the tournament trophy was the romeos who paraded behind you and you insulted everyone without scruples, you wore men like clothes, with your beauty you made them weak, servile and submissive, then when you got tired you threw them away like an old rag of their feelings you didn't care and you only loved the person reflected in your mirror. What? did you grow up judging everything by its appearance thinking that the packaging matches the quality? of the product, on the basis of this you chose your friends even your partner was handsome so he was worthy of being part of the kingdom of appearance of which you had the plan in your head, it was like a dream you got married in June in September he monster? his fist, tell me now how does it feel to be insulted, ignored, to be beaten by a drunken hand now that even your mirror doesn't want you anymore? see now that your beauty is at the bottom of a glass tell me how it feels. How does it feel? Tell me how it feels. How does it feel? Always being alone. To be on your own. N? direction n? home. With no direction home. A complete stranger. A complete unknown. Like a rolling stone. You wanted to shut out all the different people, you invested all your energy and your possessions in this, I remember your concept of a foreigner, you said this, didn't you? their place is rude, dirty, they take away our work. Were you defending your obtuseness? like a treasure is your path that hasn't led you to feel that we don't own the land we walk on every day, we occupy it and we don't? African Italian? a gift what? It was done to every human being, the borders, the barriers, the flags came later, helping hatred, war and racism to play their game, tell me how do you feel now that I'm no longer here? borders and borders are open and that you had to hang up your green shirt the flag more? It's no use now that you've spent everything and you're reduced to begging, you finally know that it's not there? race colors but only soul now you are the outcast avoided kicked ignored when you ask for some coins now that you no longer have? a property that gives you an identity? only wave the flag of poverty. How does it feel? Tell me how it feels. How does it feel? Always being alone. To be on your own. N? direction n? home. With no direction home. A complete stranger. A complete unknown. Like a rolling stone. You lived in a world apart made of full pockets and open doors, mother dissatisfied with life and your shoulders covered, you had never worked to eat anyway, did you have all that? what can you do? wishing, you went around declaiming how unhappy you were in a loud voice, I told you that you were lucky but you didn't give yourself peace, your drama was finding out who you were, but what? the drama of every man and? more? It's easy to dwell on it with a full stomach. Didn't you imagine how hot it is and how much? It's hard to bring home a loaf of bread now you know after the pope went bankrupt, you had the best but you didn't appreciate it why? you own nothing if you have earned nothing and tell me how it feels now that you have to sweat for material goods you see that you have little room for existential problems now that you are a part of the world that you ignored you have become one of those stones that you kicked! />How does it feel? Tell me how it feels. How does it feel? Always being alone. To be on your own. N? direction n? home. With no direction home. A complete stranger. A complete unknown like a rolling stone

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