It feels famous, those sunglasses
against the guessing and hoping eyes
that warm you with attention

Yes, we watch, because we know
we are seen by you
we straighten our backs and laugh

We hear you, you like to talk
about love, about desires
and about me

that I seem to be ready
Yes, I really wanted
to believe that

and my body called
for redemption, but you took
my soul in return

Why was my age just a number
why did I think I could
fly in your attention?

You played with the words
Please Rescue Me
but I survived you