Its not what u say its what u do ....big saying...i guess...however it doesnt make sense anymore. rain outside an old lady walking her dog shouting at it names, a couple quarelling incessantly on the pavewalk, a lonely rasta guyhaving his break puffs, cars, traffic.... a lonely girl, wishing for white hair and a bit of real company... shes knuckered from working her body out, she runs, runs away from reality, her job , people..or at least she hopes so... and silence the enemy of every conversation. someone once told me that addiction is a bad habit, but isnt our life an addicts habit, going in a circle? isnt every stable relationship an every day addiction? isnt the fact that we want everything and everyone an addiction in its roots? isnt the fact that even our dreams are a constant reminder of that addiction? ask the whore and shell tell u that her most dangerous desire is to sleep with everyone in this planet, ask the traveller that his utmost desire is to go everywhere and see everything, ask the lover and hell tell u that his desire is the fact of his lovers everyday reminder of him being the one. Dont tell me about addictions i understand them better than anyone else. Life is a running track and we need to finish, however there is no end to this circle and if you fall down a voice inside will shout and shriek that u need to get up and keep going. Keep going to where? how? ur body and mind is rotting day by day second by second. i dont want to run anymore, i want kids , i want sex, i want many partners having me in their minds, i want as much as i can. But most of all i want to stop running, stop NOW!