
Pic by Gabriela Camerotti
And all that you feel
you just feel on your own.
And thoughts remained in there
until they bled and burnt.
And you felt that your senses
would always guide you home,
and that you’d be protected
from the tides and the snow.
And you see you’re mistaken
there’s not much you can trust,
and you’re all that you have
even now that you’re wrong.
And you learn you are broken
all your feelings are false,
and blue skies in the horizon
were just big clouds of smoke.
And you learn all is broken
even if it didn’t show.
And you see that it’s helpless,
you’re confusing the world.
And you thought you were brighter
that you’d focus the blur,
and you left Sunday morning,
left yourself long ago
And all that you feel
you just feel on your own.
And thoughts remained in there
until they bled and burnt.
And you felt that your senses
would always guide you home,
but the compass is broken
you feel lonely and lost
Now you learn all is broken
way deep down to the core.
And all that you feel
you just feel on your own.
And thoughts remained in there
until they bled and burnt.
Me llego muy cabron. Que chingon escribes
¡Gracias Sofi! ¿qué te tomas?
Me gusto mucho y como a Sofi, me llegó mucho y en el momento justo…