Rearrangements Poem by Anne Jensen

A radio flies above my head
You thought we were all set
The voice inside ask me to stay
Listen to another way

The curtains will fall down
Regrets follows the bound
'Closeness will fall apart
Apartness can start
Calulated hate
Rearranged fate

Please don't reduce me
Hand me a cup of tea
Skip the crying
Prevent me from lying

I'm hiding and who cares?
Don't interrupt my layers
Shout me up
I collect my doubts