08/01/14
What was it?
No bravery, no fate.
Just fear.
Cold, unstoppable, fear.
---//---
It's laughter,
it's supposed to be natural,
it's supposed to flow like water.
Why is that I can't let it out?
Why is that I don't remember how to do it?
See, everybody lies.
They say it should just come out naturally. Does it?
Do you remember last time we laughed like if we were happy?
Can you tell me, if I take your hand and ask you to, if you remember those days laughing and smiling?
And still, it's different from what they say.
And still, they all talk as if they knew, as if the most important thing in the world was that silly talk.
See them, pretending they don't carry around a big bag of regrets.
---//---
15/01/14
Some things need to be drown out,
left to starvation,
some things need to be left to die.
No hay comentarios.:
Publicar un comentario
Deja que tus gritos también sean llevados por el viento.