I'm so lost inside my own life, the time is looking back at me with pitty in his eyes, bastard, i curb, cling, and sometimes i shout, a line of silence raining thorough the walls around me, drawing a path, a choice i have to take, to make, and only then, i will be.. only then, i will, let this promise with myself go loose.
And sometimes, i feel like there's nothing else to found in this mess, and i'm living, i'm the one and only, and that's all.
Tarde o temprano (sos tu secreto) vas revelarte...
ResponderEliminarAbrazo gigante, Santiago.