Weirdo – akvarell

Med tankar runt normalitet i och genom tiderna. Det annorlunda, utanför, ensamma.

Med blicken från staden.

When you were here before,
Couldn’t look you in the eye,
You’re just like an angel,
Your skin makes me cry,
You float like a feather,
In a beautiful world,
I wish I was special

But I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo,
What the hell am I doing here?
I don’t belong here.

(Radiohead)

Ha det bra/AX