No More Playing with Colorful Cubes

I'm no more playing
With colorful cubes
But you are still saying:
I'll love only you, girl!
Think me no better
Than child under school age
Like I cannot read yet
And still can't do maths... But

I'm learning to read - I can read in your eyes
The thousand volumes of your foolish pride...

I'm learning to spell
And I'm spelling your words
Like words of a spell -
So badly it hurts

With a thought that someday
It will be finally broken…

I know already
Some kinds of beasts
And I guess one of them is
In front of me...

I can't easily add up
All your sins and betrayals
But that don't mean that I
Am not understanding

How big is the number -
I feel it so good…
So, really, I'm not the
Lil' babe whom you would

Teach how to live
And teach how to love
I'm not first degree one
I'm really enough!

So what now I need is
Some sport section
Just for me, for me to
Learn how to fight back and

What you need of me is
My patience and loving…
I'm not first degree
I'm really enough now…