I want to be an owl

People are crazy
have missing screws in the head
I like these people,
not afraid of anything .

I love his way of thinking,
I love your ability to speak without hum
Love the piercing stares that they carry

I 've seen more than once as part of that group of crazy people
Madly happy how miserable life is
wanting to get some happiness from it
regardless of the damn consequences

Sometimes I wish to fly like a bird ,
no, but a sad bird.
I would fly out as strongly as an eagle,
feel the power between my wings ,
that start between my claws ,
that fear of the other critters sonsos towards this animal.
Or in one case
have the intelligence of an owl ,
his flashing eyes ,
nocturnal eyes that inspire these bad news
pareciecen eyes that never leave my mind
to listen only with your eyes each and every one of my thoughts .

Am I dreaming this madness ?
I can accomplish other things , precisely those things that I do not.
Precisely those things that interest ,
precisely those things that are me mother, fucking mother .