Poeme : No Matter

I’m like a deadman
I’m like the best man
I’m like a danger
I’m like your father
I wait for your love
I’ll be your clover
Behind the closet
I’ll be your velvet
I wait for the sins
I’ll be the hunter
Your all beginnings
To your bad answers
I’ll be your dreamy
I’ll be your thirsty
What you’re waiting for
Since you wanted more
You’ll be my fellow
I’ll be your hello
You’ll be my heroe
I’ll be your sorrow

No matter your name
No matter your fame
What is about all
Is about a fall

No matter my blame
No matter my brain
You will discover
What you were hiding

I’m like a flower
I’m like a shower
I’m like a new guy
Felt from a new sky
I feel the moods off
Among the humans
I feel the loss on
Through the crowded ones
Maybe a raven
Maybe a shelter
I’m what you suppose
Not the ideal
You are my target
I am the weapon
I’m the great weather
After the twister
You’ld say I’m a fool
I’ld say you’re a worm
I’ll be a looser
’Til you’re my brother

iεm likə a dəadmɑ̃
iεm likə tə bεst mɑ̃
iεm likə a dɑ̃ʒe
iεm likə iuʁ fatœʁ
i wε fɔʁ iuʁ lɔvə
iεl εl bə iuʁ klɔve
bəɛ̃d tə klozε
iεl εl bə iuʁ vεlvε
i wε fɔʁ tə sɛ̃
iεl εl bə tə œ̃te
iuʁ al bəʒiniŋ
to iuʁ bad ɑ̃swœʁ
iεl εl bə iuʁ dʁəami
iεl εl bə iuʁ tiʁsti
wa iuʁə wεtiŋ fɔʁ
sɛ̃sə iu wɑ̃tεd mɔʁə
iuεl εl bə mi fεllɔw
iεl εl bə iuʁ εllo
iuεl εl bə mi əʁɔ
iεl εl bə iuʁ sɔʁɔw

no mate iuʁ namə
no mate iuʁ famə
wa is abu al
is abu a fal

no mate mi blamə
no mate mi bʁɛ̃
iu wij diskɔve
wa iu wəʁə idiŋ

iεm likə a flɔwœʁ
iεm likə a ʃɔwœʁ
iεm likə a nεw ɡi
fεlt fʁɔm a nεw ski
i fil tə mudz- ɔf
amɔ̃ɡ tə ymɑ̃
i fil tə lɔsz- ɔ̃
tʁuɡ tə kʁɔwdεd ɔnə
mεbə a ʁavɛ̃
mεbə a ʃεlte
iεm wa iu sypozə
no tə idəal
iu aʁə mi taʁʒε
i am tə wəapɔ̃
iεm tə ɡʁəa wəatœʁ
afte tə twiste
iuεl de sε iεm a ful
iεl de sε iuʁə a wɔʁm
iεl εl bə a luze
til iuʁə mi bʁɔtœʁ