The confession

I’m not afraid
To say that i betrayed you
Out of pure laziness
Out of pure melancholy
Between you
And the devil
I chose the most
Comfortable
But all of that
Isn’t the reason
That i feel guilty
Dear friend

I’m not afraid
To say you frighten me
With your hope
And your great sense
Of honor
You make me want to
Ruin everything
To tear that smile
From your face
And even that
Is not the reason
That i feel guilty
That’s the worst of it

I feel guilty
Because it’s a habit
It’s the only thing
I can do
With real
Certainty
It’s reassuring
To think that
There is no mistake
When it comes
To the question
Of my great guilt

I’m not afraid
To say i cheated
I put my most
Pure thoughts
Up for sale
I want to forget
This whole idea
Of « truth »
I’ll keep
As my guides
Only pleasure
And guilt