This Monet's vanilla sky.

As I’m listening to this old fashioned pop song…
Instead of getting boredom we chose letters, symbols and somewhat logic, well, not logic but something that makes sense in our mind, which is totally distinct from yours, and theirs.
Instead of truth, we have vanilla sky nights, with yellowish orange color, why? Because blue is just boring, and from that we are back to the beginning.
Instead of routine, I chose random, non pre thought random, because some random you can just think before. I, from this random we, not I, but we, we have surprises, good ones, bad ones, it all depends on the direction of the sun in that special daylight, or rain, rain always does it fine.
Instead of envy, we have curiosity, like sex, like touch. We feel by not being touched, we feel smiles, and looks upon us when we look away, Its heaven to feel a distant caring, coming sometimes from other places, or just one meter away.
I’m jealous, jealous of them, but we couldn’t explain, we’ve tried, but we couldn’t. Im somewhat scared, because… because I … I want us just for us, and some of us want them.
Instead of moments, we have divine seconds, movie seconds where we act and walk on this unknown street, unknown for us, us together, where subject emerge, and I see the other side of this french street through you.
Our nose and our big ears, our different hair cut, our flaws and bad listening. I love it, I truly apple love our flaws, our big ear, our clumsy walking,
Our willing to touch our thin lips.
I is so selfish, I’m nothing without us. Instead of acknowledge that, we procrastinated… maybe it will fade away, maybe it will abruptly die, or maybe… just maybe… we could be a we.
And if wasn’t for them, I couldn’t compare anything to us, and say how well we are, and how much we’ve accomplished. How our thoughts are better, our ideals, how we aren’t simply rebels fighting for this so called “big cause” which we know, we are part of it, and we fight in favor of it, not against it.
Our company is better than theirs, our silent and distant too.
Instead of them, I choose us!
There is nothing more concrete then these sayings, to me they make sense, to us too, I hope it does to you.