Mariane Azevedo

When they ask me
"What are you looking at?"
I always answer
"Nothing much, not much
I think they know that
I'm looking at them
I think they think
I must be out of touch

But I'm only
In the outskirts
And in the fringes
On the edge
And off the avenue
And if you want me
You can find me
Left of center
Wondering about you...