His WarYou look at my arms and ask me whyYou thought I was betterYou thought I was alrightBut as I traceThose fine, red linesI whisper so softlyIt's almost a sigh"No, noI'm perfectly fine"But in his sorrow he is caughtHe has tear stains in his eyesFrom the wars he foughtHe lets out a terrible cryFor the things he's soughtSo how can I be happyWhen he is not?"
Esas madrugadas llenas de pensEsas madrugadas llenas de pensamientos rodeando mi cabeza como enredaderas unidas unas con otras, donde pienso real y no emocional, donde tu me cegaste y me tiraste a mi suerte, donde ahora me levanto solo, donde ahora tu te encuentras en el cielo, pero pronto caerás, recuerda las nubes no son de hierro.
Why.Why am I the only one in pain ?Why do I always get the blame ?I know I do everything wrong,But i’m trying my hardest to stay strong.Why can’t these feelings just go away ?It keeps haunting me day by day.
Snow QueenShe's not reacting to anyone's love,She always stays cold,She loves to be in snow,And no one knows what she's capable of,She's always alone,She's a master of her snow world.She's called Snow Queen,She's always so mean,Happiness makes her sick,It makes her weak,But the Queen holds on,With the power of snow.The Queen rules the Kingdom,She knows the meaning of freedom,A lot of people tried to change her,But they became frozen,She wants to stay away,She don't want anyone to get in her way.
It's War!It's War!It's war, when the father gets up in his holidays by 5 clock. When he enters his service for the family like everyone else. When he just attacks the pool-landscape of the Normadie. When he raised his flag to mark his capture area. He and 500 others.It's war, when she attacks the discounts. When she search for the armed conflict between her girlfriends. When she capture ressources, she didn't need. When she also brings scarped knees with her new summer skirt home. She and 500 others.It's war, when the whole humans loose their heads. We and
1Tienes el mismo repertorio y las mismas actitudes para cada persona que se topa en tu camino?, sera acaso el mismo inesperado final para cada amorío estúpido?Juegas con fuego,deja de tocar las puertas del infierno,algún día abrirán, y seras devorada por tu misma boca.
UnnoticedUnnoticed It seems like I’ve become see threwLike I’m just not thereExcept for when I’m in troubleI can’t seem to find how that’s fair Maybe it’s cause I’m the middle childOr that I don’t have a special skillMaybe I don’t cause enough problemsWill she notice me if I were to kill? Whatever the case may beI seem to always be out shinedBy a sister who loves and caresAnd a brother who’s dumb and blind Mother just doesn’t see meI feel like I’ve been tossed awayA machine with not heartOnly able to obey I’ve become a droneNot actually a partOf this perfect little familySilly drone you’re not so smart For thinking she would notice youFor thinking she would careFor a screw up like youLove you? She wouldn’t dare No she doesn’t love youShe only loves her boyYou’re just here to do the choresJust her cleaning little toy
Horario muertoEsas manecillas de reloj que tornan lentas en tus horas de agonía, como una tortura para tu cráneo, yo no entiendo.Tienes todo no eres feliz,tienes poco no eres feliz.Entonces escarbe dentro de mi, y encontré algo llamado; "detalles".Sean efímeros, sean perpetuos..
No se como pueden damas desperNo se como pueden damas desperdiciar a un hombre que viste de galas, escribe en sus días adversos pero hace el amor como si no hubiera universo.
Mereces.Resultaste ser en carne propia lo que odiabas de las anteriores mentes mediocres que cruzaron mi camino, ahora no te queda mas que atarte una cuerda al cuello, recuerda esas personas te enferman, ahora pruebas lo que odias y ahora eres tu la persona enferma, así que deja las excusas deja las mentiras, deja toda esa estúpida saliva gastada en vano, solo muere, sin metáforas ni nada no mereces ni la tinta con la que escribo para mi placer de odio, sin embargo lo hago por que mejor medicina que esta para mi no hay.
RotosYa no soy la persona que solía ser, aquel naufrago que nunca se dio por vencido en las islas perdidas, a todo le encontraba una dosis de emoción.Ahora solo camino encobrado mis pasos son lentos y tediosos, una espora letal mas jodida que el mismo veneno entro en mi y esa enfermedad tiene nombre..
SlippingEveryday I get toweredBy a shadowIt follows meEveryday, everywhereIn classI feel its hand clasping my shouldersWhispering in my eartrying to make me slipIt towers more and moreas I try to ignore itAs I walk away It comes closer each timeI know one day I will slipAs everyone else has before
Hey guys...You want to know a secret?hey...when people ask hows it going? or whats up? or how ya been? do they actually care how you've been?I don't think even 50% of them care.they have their own problems. As do I. However, I'm part of the fifty percent that would rather listen to other peoples issues instead of mine. Instead of doing homework or listen to teachers in school or do something people "Believe" is important to graduate high school. I would rather help someone. Do something more important.Honestly... I think high school is a waste of time. Why can't high school be classes that would actually teach you what you "need" to know? cause honestly if I want to become
.:Vent-Drown:.I feel like I can't breathe,Making me become a monster I can't see.Down I continue to sink,Really feeling useless dying the water in my tears of ink,Overly emotional,Well I've lost my sanity, I've lost it all;Never will I be able to swim back up,I can't see the sun,Never will I get to see it anymore, because I'm....Gone
What Do You See?When you finally saw the lightDid you know where you were?When it all came to an endCould you remember?What did you see that moment,Was it fire or gold?Did everything make sense again?Did new knowledge unfold?Can you see our future lives,Do you see our past?Can you see the town flagBeing pulled to half-mast?Do you know we're crying,Can you watch tears slide?Can't you see we miss you?Why did you subside?I wonder what you're going throughAnd there's so much I wish I knew,But now that we're to plan and do,I wonder, will we think of you?
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My Granny (great grandma)