The heart of plastic
The heart of plastic,
Single-shot,
Pathetic, frantic
Gone down the slot.
Shattered,
Battered,
Smashed, gulped, digested,
Finally egested -
What for? Why?
It's my heart! It's mine!
“She has always been a clumsy one.
She is so awkward that it is no fun.
Nobody has ever wished that stupid parrot”.
But why not pet me sometimes, my dear parent?
No wonder, he didn't feel sorry for me.
I always tried to be perfect, tried to please
Everyone whom I adored and he wasn't an exception.
But I never got back care or affection.
It is only him who is a real whore.
But it's only me who was used sore.
You are a woman of brains,
Neither killed, nor humiliated.
You never cheat me and yourself
With being kind, sympathetic.
And me? What is for me?
What should I drink with? Why should hug?
Now I'm a cripple, I'm a freak
And – fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! -
It's late to aim and late to teach
And late to love and to save me.
18/07/2018 (tr. Сердце пластмассовое)
