her name is julia
kept alive by my insecurities, im able to speak to her through the mirror.
i dont know who this woman is, or if shes even a woman, maybe all i see is light.
two nights ago i slépt awake, and came out of my trance as i heard little rocks hit my window.
i think is what happiness knocking, making itself known, warning me of its coming.
all i did was lay face side up, looking at the ceiling ;that way i can think better, that way thoughts are easier to process for me.
i denied happiness as she persisted on keeping me awake, after a few moments of lying there i turned over.
shes a tricky one that happiness, she didnt leave be alone.
im ignorant to the known bitterness thats living with me, i will stop to dwell, cry a little, and move on. i wont tatto my miseries all over my body, i cannot learn that way, im going to take the self sufficient road, the noble one, therefore i will learn form my mistakes.
there are still so many pussles to decifer, to many laberinths to get lost in, so let me have them.
theres still some grapes to eat.
how did i not see it before, how many times did i go around the same tree, and tripped over the same apple. theres no need to fall so fast and so far.
that one night when i thought thinks over i realized that i can only love you for two or three minutes, to love you more, i have no time. i wish you could comprehend that.
i wish you hadnt left me, that you hadnt given up so easily, i wish that you hadnt mistaken my insults, i wish you had understood my absence.
this woman julia, the one thati met one cold gray morning in my mirror has told me many secrets, i dont want to talk in wispers anymore.
i think im going to open the window, let happiness come in. maybe she´ll say something that makes some sense.
i dont know who this woman is, or if shes even a woman, maybe all i see is light.
two nights ago i slépt awake, and came out of my trance as i heard little rocks hit my window.
i think is what happiness knocking, making itself known, warning me of its coming.
all i did was lay face side up, looking at the ceiling ;that way i can think better, that way thoughts are easier to process for me.
i denied happiness as she persisted on keeping me awake, after a few moments of lying there i turned over.
shes a tricky one that happiness, she didnt leave be alone.
im ignorant to the known bitterness thats living with me, i will stop to dwell, cry a little, and move on. i wont tatto my miseries all over my body, i cannot learn that way, im going to take the self sufficient road, the noble one, therefore i will learn form my mistakes.
there are still so many pussles to decifer, to many laberinths to get lost in, so let me have them.
theres still some grapes to eat.
how did i not see it before, how many times did i go around the same tree, and tripped over the same apple. theres no need to fall so fast and so far.
that one night when i thought thinks over i realized that i can only love you for two or three minutes, to love you more, i have no time. i wish you could comprehend that.
i wish you hadnt left me, that you hadnt given up so easily, i wish that you hadnt mistaken my insults, i wish you had understood my absence.
this woman julia, the one thati met one cold gray morning in my mirror has told me many secrets, i dont want to talk in wispers anymore.
i think im going to open the window, let happiness come in. maybe she´ll say something that makes some sense.