I wish to disappear for even a second
To be a non living thing
And change my perspective
I don't care whether I'm the dust shining bright through the holes of my window's creek
Moving as the wind would take me
Weather I'm the soapy layer that collided with the air to form a bubble
A second is enough
To divert and break them both
The dust now goes out of the windows reach
And the bubble popped when soft hands tried to caress it
A second later
I still wish to dissapear for even a moment
Because i was just alive a second before
