martes, 28 de junio de 2011

Un mensaje. . .


We couldn't say them,
So now we just pray them,
Words that we couldn't say.

Funny, aint it?
Games people play,
Scratch it, paint it,
One in the same,
We couldn't find them,
So we tried to hide them,
Words that we couldn't say.

It hurts, don't it?
Fools on parade,
Taint it, own it,
Chase it away,
We couldn't make them,
So we had to break them,
Words that we couldn't say.

Sometimes baby,
We make mistakes,
Dark and hazy,
Prizes we pay,
I seat here in my shelf,
Just talking to myself,
Words that we couldn't say.

Someday, maybe,
We'll make it right,
Until that day,
Long enless night,
We couldn't say them,
So now we just pray them,
Words that we couldn't say.

We couldn't say them,
So now we just pray them,
Words that we couldn't say.

Someday, maybe,
We'll make it right,
Until that day,
Long enless night,
We couldn't say them,
So now we just pray them,
Words that we couldn't say.

Hoy sucedió algo estúpidamente absurdo. . . soy el tipo de personas que les pasa estas cosas todo el tiempo, hoy en mis momentos de desahogo conmigo mismo, me puse a recordar lo que no me dejo dormir la noche anterior, ¿porque me sigue importando?. . . ¿porque sigo sintiendo ese sentimiento latente dentro de mi?, sentimientos que desearía ahogar, que no me intentaran saltar las palabras. . . esas palabras que ahora no tiene valides ni sentido, palabras. . . que de  seguirlas diciendo evocan esos recuerdos que me hacen tener una mueca de felicidad mezclada con tristeza interna. . .

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