No reason to kill Bill

Come near, Bill
You couldn’t kill
Me :)

Why do people think
That it’s too bad
When eyes could
show their owner is sad
I guess it’s nature
I’ve caught it yet
The force means
Capability to let.
And sometimes sadness
is а fool of life.
And often happiness
Prepare the knife
How does it called -
if all the world
seems to be yours
but you’re scrolled.
And how much frames
Examples.. or math?
Do you use for
recognizing that...
I am amazed
you need the reason
for every meeting,
each decision,
even to eat your
early breakfast, oh,
Are you sure it is
the “Live Fast”?
What’s wrong, what’s
Right, is it black or
White, fight for the love
Or love is fight
To feel? To Wait?
Is it weird or fun
Wind strokes your hair
But blows the sand
From hands
no even chance to keep
Why (whom?) do you
Proof you aren’t creep?
But It’s so good -
If you could feel
that you are here.
Come near, Bill. And
Don’t expect to
Hear from me
“I’ve got a new job”
“became a wife”
The greatest deal
(I’m not joking)
Is learning how
To Live the Life.
Through perfect journey
I’ve made life-classes -
It doesn’t matter
If your pink glasses
can suddenly break
Act – not react
Relax, take new
you will be saved.
And I like when it
Runs out of head
Cause of new plans
find Neverland.
I miss not you but
what I’ve built.
Keep calm, Bill, look
Enemies killed.