Frase...

no soy poeta, no soy escritora, ni siquiera una loca enamorada solo soy quien no tiene en su mente mas que palabras entre lazadas

Feb 1, 2008

Can it be???

The confusion has reached me
I don’t know what to do,
Or where to be...

Every ting is becoming a mess,
A mess that I can't fix...

Maybe I should give up...
Maybe I should quit...

My head hatches
My dreams are weird...

I’m doing things that I never before did
Acting different from who I was

Is like if it were not me
As if were mad

I don't know what is going on
I don’t know where I'm

I'm not thinking anymore,
I'm just acting as a dumb

For more and more that I try to understand
Nothing makes sense

I fell estrange
Am I becoming an ET?

Or maybe? … no, it cannot be…
Or it can be? ...

Suddenly I do things that I should not do
I say things that may damage other persons
I act as if I were the only one in this world
And the worst is that I hate my folks

Maybe I’m wrong

But I maybe the worst of all had happened me
I had become my worst nightmare

I don’t understand how this happened
And I don’t know if this is good or bad

I'm starting to like what I use to critic
I don’t know if I'm supposing right or not
But I think it is the answer

I'm becoming the worst thing the world had have
I’m becoming an Adolescent...

Maybe you believe you become one because your age
But the true is that it is a mental process

I witch it is not true
But what else can it be?
O please!! hear me!!
I’m losing my optimist

It is not the extinction of the human been
But I’m felling so weird

Better to stop before starting to think about suicide
or worst, about diet
Because now I don’t know
If I will trust in myself again

I just hope to not do one thing

Please tell me that I’m not going to see RBD



Axela

some places I have visited