Cansaço

Behind the mirror who is
With eyes fixed on mine?
Someone who passed through here
And followed wherever
Leaving their eyes on mine

Who sleeps in my bed
And tries to dream my dreams?
Someone died in this bed
And from afar calls me
Mixed in my dreams

Everything I do or don't do
Others did the same
Hence this fatigue of mine
Feeling that whatever I do
Is not done just by me