Queria Ser

I wanted to be
A blank sheet of paper
Where people could write how happy they are or not

I wanted to be
Just, ten minutes of rain
To be able to put out this fire that acts
Your loneliness

I wanted to be something firmer
That wouldn't move to the sound of words
That wouldn't die to the sound of the melody
Of the melody of a song

I wanted to be something freer
To fly over this sweet prison
That is the value of the emotion of being human
And have my feet here on the ground
Here on the ground

I wanted to have
A little more space
So that these dreams I dream down here
Could touch the sky

I wanted to be five years old
So that this cloth of reality
Would fall at my feet

I wanted to be just a little denser
To hold in my head what I think
To release this fear of the street
And much sooner be all that I am

I wanted to be something freer
To fly over this sweet prison
That is the value of the emotion of being human
Human by condition

Human