Friday, September 05, 2008

Harsh Reality

Fell in love with your sky the first time I laid my eye
While drifting inside this world of mine
Stuck in between, what is life and what is dream
Never talked, never touched that sky I need so much
I´m trying to amend this eternal trend
That´s been blinded by pride in a tumultuous shrine
My fingers are burning and in a mess I´ve been turning
While I pray everything surrounding me turns dark and grey
The falling rain screams like a roaring coal train
All I wanted was to stay away from the norm of today
Ended up in a capsule of my own freaky nature
In my silent trap like a fucking rat
Wishing for a spark to bring light to the dark

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

já entraste no reino da princesinha?