Thoughts
Tell me how it feels, tell me how it hurts
Tell me how you hate when your heart already broke
Tell me what is fate, tell me how it will end
Tell me all the times that I tried to be your friend.
Love comes out of pain, loves means mistakes
No matter what I do, I wanna see your face again
Teach me how to love, teach me to not be so fake
Help me to not fall in the void, to sink deeper on my pain.
Tell me all of your concerns, or if it’s going to be deferred
As you were made of matches, was it that burned me down?
I am now concerned if that was all, if we were living in a lie
That all was consumed by the anger, as of that one on fire.
Why couldn't we make it? Was there any spell on us?
Was it just fate? That one that blocked all our plans?
That spell that acted as a gun against everything we took a glance at?
Now, I believe you can find it!
That essential thing that could make us rewind our minds and lives.
A single melody, can’t make a symphony
but a symphony is nothing without that melody
Yeah, I can’t just keep it all in my chest
and it hurts more than you know
Is this the way it all will be blown?
Can these feelings all drown? I believe that both are done!
Will it be enough? Am I being too rough?
Or it's being harder to explain
Harder than what I thought.
By David Estrada T., Step 9 Yellow
