THE WORLD

As darkness lurks around every corner, the only way to keep being myself is not to give in to the society that declares anyone with a free mind as wierd or crazy, well here I am, a crazy member of this world, not to be tamed by what other people say. It is of great importance to change for good but still keep being who you are, or you´ll get lost in the monotony that "normal" people call life. There are not many of us left free in this world, either they are locketed up or they have turn arround thei´re true nature to become the same as those who call themselves normal. Don´t give in to the grred that has this world consuming itself, destroing the only thing that can help us live a good life. Keep beliving in anything that helps you mantain faith in humanity, because one day that faith will be the only thing that´ll keep us from killing one another.

Divided

Divided between what I want and what i should do. I should stop thinking about you and saying things without knowing the situation your going through. But still I want to be part of that journey everybody calls life. Blaming only myself for being such a stupid coward as to not say anything when I had the chance. I keep dreaming of what could have been, and just waiting to see if I get another chance to say those things. The saddest thing is that I keep waiting even to see if you left even one word in this stupid thing, but for me even one word is worth waiting.

another way to die-disturbed

the situation

Lost inside my head, looking for a light but it seams everything i say or do turns around to hurt me. I don´t know how to express myself anymore, all those dear to me are thinking twice before talking to me. What is the meaning of my existance if every body that knows the real me leave to a place where I can´t contact them. this is my darkest hour and only those who only see my exterior are surrounding me, I feel like I´m in a bubble isolated from everyon. Don´t know how to get throu this but this situation has to change. so the only thing I can do is wait for anyone who wants to help.

a la mierda primavera

stupify

missing a piece

Why am i so stupid to let every chance i get pass me by? I can´t take this feeling of emptiness inside my heart. I´m too late to do anything and too stuborn too change into what they want me to be. I´m lost in this sea of choises that present themselfs with little oportunity to think about the consequences of my actions. I tried to do everything i could to understand why you change in such a way, yet none of this makes sence becouse you where a free creature with no ties to anything but now you seem to be in a prision of your own making, so hiden away that i could not find you. for all that matters i miss the talks that went on for hours into the night. But this is what it is and only you can get your freedom back, as for me i´ll wait until it´s my time to say good bye to talk to you again.