Hop de Realidad

You all forgive
I was kissing the ground,
thinking it was the sky
I was on the floor thinking
I'm liking paradise.

I'm not bad, but I'm from the same cloth,
and I'm escaping forward,
still walking until I know,
that I have to start running.

I don't stay, to see
if I reflect in the mirrors, if I exist
it was seen and unseen, the expected
I hear the noise of broken perpetual chains of sorrow
a sentence of the good,
hopefully I can say that someday
I stay among the raindrops
hidden definitively.

I live off forgetting.
I don't even remember the memory
hopefully I can say that someday
I have little brain and little heart,
and I entertain myself with the written truth,
the one that is not given, nor taken away
the last petal of the daisy is wet,
Does it love me a lot, a little, or not at all? I don't know...
Either I pretend not to know, or I screw up.

It seems like I have no heart
it seems like I have no feeling,
Why did I leave so many things behind and left like the wind?
I said I wanted to live and I left...
no one expects me to even say 'goodbye'.

How many times did I turn my back on you?
not without realizing, I know the count could be,
I hear the noise of broken perpetual chains of sorrow
a sentence of the good, hopefully it's light
because if it rains, I stay among the raindrops
hidden definitively, I live off forgetting.
I don't even remember the memory
hopefully I can say that someday
I have little brain and little heart,
and I ask forgetting to forget!