by Writer

I’ve become a cautious man.

And it doesn’t bother me

that I like to sit with my back in the corner

to watching everybody that comes in,

or goes out.

That I constantly look around

when I walk in crowded streets,

following their hands with my eyes.

That I don’t like to get drunk

because who else is gonna take care

of everybody else.

I’ve become a cautious man,

but that’s ok.