quarta-feira, 16 de novembro de 2011

Fuck You

Fuck you pain,
that's exploding my brains,
and corrupting my veins,
making me insane.
making so ill,
i just cannot think,
i cannot stand still,
without hearing a noise,
it's like a little bug,
inside my head,
it hurts so bad
it hurts so bad.
everything is spinning,
i cannot stand
in my on foot,
i cannot stand
another minute
i cannot stand.
Noise, you hear that noise ? What's that noise ? Where it comes from? Make it disappear, take it way from me, let me be, all alone, take it way, i'm not insane, i'm not insane. I'm just not normal,but no one is normal, what that even mean ? How can you define ? You cannot define, so you should just shut up, look to yourself, and don't judge me, just ignore my existence, cau'se i'm better off alone, i don't need you all. And don't need aproval, i don't need help, i don't attention, i just need myself. I wish i was never born, i wish i was never real, i wish everything was just a draw, from some artistic hands, that had an idea, of painting a weird reality, where all was beautiful, and all was right, there's no confusion, and there was plenty of time, to make mistakes, and live in harmony, with each others and the reality, in it self. But something came out tremendously wrong, the artistic hands, weren't good enough, so the beautiful painting, came out all in black, and everything was distorted, and corrupted, the idea inside, that artistic mind, when materialized just wasn't right.

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