30 setembro, 2010

i`m not feeling this.
laughing on my floor,
i'm discovering the light and the purity of  been alone.
i rather that more than suffering.
but, i do like suffering more than words,
'cause it gives me the words.

understanding other people, i can change my emotions
and control the limits between me and myself. i like this.
i like not to dance in the rain or singin', whatever.
i like most singin' in the night, alone with words and my memories
about someday, in somewhere, to someone.