Inocencia

the game without reason
disowning the pain
my trampled dreams
forgotten longings without an explanation
the unmatched stupidity
how not to feel bad
I transform the torture
my life to waste and everything remains the same
to look at you as you pass by
everything seems normal
fear assumes me
the pain that bothers me
and I don't want anymore
the longing to think
the game was always unreal
I look for you in my innocence
that smells like dead flesh
and I can't take it anymore
and I don't want anymore...