Golosinas
Adrian Berra
Sweets
My intention was never to become big
Or complain if it happened
But it's the night that catches me unwrapped
A bit slow to sleep
And angry to admit
That things have become more complex
That I no longer believe in sheep to make me sleep
The world was made of fiber and clay
The clouds of chalk and cotton
My fortune was counted in sweets
My sorrows in pieces of cardboard
And one night I wondered if I've shed so many tears
That as an adult, it's hard for me to cry
And I escaped from my house, blew my nose
I hid in a square
To be happy for a little while
But the sandbox fills me with sand
I was caught for watering a tree with pee
I waved to a doll that never saw me
I got lost and no one applauded
The dream was deep and transparent
The answers were held by a snail
I sent little messages with my mind
I drew mustaches on the sun
And one night I wondered if I found the hidden one
And I put the stain to wash
And I escaped from my house, blew my nose
I hid in a square
To be happy for a little while
But the sandbox fills me with sand
I was caught for watering a tree with pee
I waved to a doll that never saw me
I got lost and no one applauded