I am a stranger
My friends say I have sudden mood swings
But in the end who ends up laughing at my antics
are themselves, in the worst situations funny and sick.
I have an imaginary room
where I keep all the things I want to remain secret
And the second one, my smile is the sun does not burn the view
But people always think I'm too fragile and malleable.
Well, maybe I, maybe not.
I think it becomes a mystery then.
I'm always the one
which is the smallest among many
But I'm also one
that arouses the desire to want to do something greater.
I do not know why I dance in the street
And not because I run and cry to hold someone
I do not if anyone cares
with the things I write this blog
These are things I'll never know
Nor do I want to understand.
I've had some hair color
And it always caused rumors
But I do not care
My business is to do what makes me want
And that's why I think very well as I do,
since then of course I will have to bear responsibility
But this is nothing new.
I have lived in a world of dreams and fantasies
What I thought nothing could be greater than magic
But that time is up, and now
is only present in some of my poetry.
I do not know if I am a girl or a woman
Many people have told me that I am both
The only thing I'm sure
is that I'll still do 17 years!
I still have a lot to know
And much is yet to come, so
None of this is important now.
You can say many things about me
you can see
But only I can know
only because I'm inside of me
having to deal with every emotion, problem
and having to always think of a solution.
I am a Hurricane
of emotions and illusions.
I'm secretly to myself
What about me that's for sure.
My friends say I have sudden mood swings
But in the end who ends up laughing at my antics
are themselves, in the worst situations funny and sick.
I have an imaginary room
where I keep all the things I want to remain secret
And the second one, my smile is the sun does not burn the view
But people always think I'm too fragile and malleable.
Well, maybe I, maybe not.
I think it becomes a mystery then.
I'm always the one
which is the smallest among many
But I'm also one
that arouses the desire to want to do something greater.
I do not know why I dance in the street
And not because I run and cry to hold someone
I do not if anyone cares
with the things I write this blog
These are things I'll never know
Nor do I want to understand.
I've had some hair color
And it always caused rumors
But I do not care
My business is to do what makes me want
And that's why I think very well as I do,
since then of course I will have to bear responsibility
But this is nothing new.
I have lived in a world of dreams and fantasies
What I thought nothing could be greater than magic
But that time is up, and now
is only present in some of my poetry.
I do not know if I am a girl or a woman
Many people have told me that I am both
The only thing I'm sure
is that I'll still do 17 years!
I still have a lot to know
And much is yet to come, so
None of this is important now.
You can say many things about me
you can see
But only I can know
only because I'm inside of me
having to deal with every emotion, problem
and having to always think of a solution.
I am a Hurricane
of emotions and illusions.
I'm secretly to myself
What about me that's for sure.
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