I don't live because I have no desire to live
I stay
I remain
here I am and nothing of me is done
just like a body that was made to be something
but never found what was there to be done
what I find in me
is nothing more
not even a sprinkle more
of the curiosity to try to know
to try to achieve
the need to understand what I could do if I tried
if i wanted to do
what I would be able to accomplish if I had the real desire to do so
but yet I remain
never wanting much
never giving up enough either
just a mid-term between living and letting die
I stay
