I'm gonna wake up, yes and no
I'm gonna kiss some part of
I'm gonna keep this secret
I'm gonna close my body now
I guess i'll die another day
Sigmund Froid
Analize this...
Analize this...
Analize this...
I'm gonna break the cycle
I'm gonna shake up the system
I'm gonna destroy my ego
I'm gonna close my body now
I think i'll find another way
There's no much more to know
It's not my time to go
For every sin i'll have to pay
I’ve come to work, i’ve come to play
I think I’ll find another way
It’s not my time to go
I think I’ll find another way
It’s not my time to go
I’m gonna avoid the cliche
I’m gonna suspend my senses
I’m gonna delay my pleasure
I’m gonna close my body now
I’m gonna suspend my senses
I’m gonna delay my pleasure
I’m gonna close my body now
My stillness is in contrast to the chaos inside me: I am a crazy woman.
scares me. I get scared.
Tramanto hands, his eyes fixed in reality.
In my imagination throws, pesto, destroy all food, anger ... I can not and will not be able to externalize ever. I have in me the feeling of a sneeze came perennial evil, something that makes me breathe, I literally compresses and sometimes I feel crazy. A look at the birds in the sky, the next minute I find the humor in my socks. I am full of guilt that destroy me, one for each gram consumed. The time to atone for these sins seem infinite, like a deserted road that never ends. But I can and I want to do it. The sloth, indolence, the temptation to give up more and do not belong to me. Even with this constant inner conflict, this dualism between body and soul, I want to follow through. I do not think anyone could change my mind, in fact, many people around me, unconsciously , inspire me to keep going.
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