Anónimo

I have no alias or pseudonym
There is no one who is my homonym
They can't find a synonym for me
I am what they call an anonymous

I care very little about aesthetics
Nor reason nor dialectic
Today I am the face without cosmetics
Of this pathetic reality

I know being as I am is not common
Today everyone wants fame, to be the boom
They like their life to be zoomed in
Anything goes to be in the gossip

Calling attention is their obsession
Even if the fifteen minutes are fleeting
I prefer to profess self-acceptance
Than seek the approval of others

And behind my nameless profile
This peace enlightens me
Of not having to do things
Just to show off
But looking at everything from the outside
I only hope in the end
So much loneliness
Is not a bad advisor

It seems to be chronic
Suffering from a histrionic disorder
In this insipid and frivolous work
Everyone wants the leading role
Acting in that scenic setting
With a Machiavellian plot
They are like famished spirits
In a frenetic search

To transcend to the end
To be on the cover of the magazine
They would give everything for that loot
Steal the code, hack the pin

And amidst so much dramatization
What they try to do is manipulate
Those around them
And those of us who are not on their radar

And behind my nameless profile
This peace enlightens me
Of not having to do things
Just to show off
But looking at everything from the outside
I only hope in the end
So much loneliness
Is not a bad advisor

It's time to shine
To shine is time to lie
It's time to shine
To shine is time to lie

And behind my nameless profile
This peace enlightens me
Of not having to do things
Just to show off
But looking at everything from the outside
I only hope in the end
So much loneliness
Is not a bad advisor