La Soledad

Sometimes I just want to wake up with no more
Worries and tasks to be done
Every time I look at the sky I watch the birds fly
I feel breath, envy and I want that freedom

But even though I want to, I still can't lift my feet
Spread my wings and flap them to see from the sky
That I am bigger, and I am stronger than I was yesterday
Stroll calmly among the clouds without worrying

Because I enjoy the loneliness and it's
Although being with people sometimes does me good
I prefer to be with myself and the silence of
My world that envelops me in its madness

Every time I'm there
I can be whatever I want
Believe, and then
I live and continue my way of being now

Loneliness makes me dream
And also see creativity fly in my mind
Loneliness makes me dream
Beyond, the end, transform this reality
Maybe I look selfish, and maybe I am
And also individualistic, since I am not
In permanent coexistence with my surroundings
It's not apathy, it's self-love, love for my inner self
It doesn't mean I don't like (to socialize)
It doesn't mean I can't (be happy)
Because I know that for many being happy is living
Accompanied by people who talk to them (but it's not for me)

My loneliness is what makes me
Self-reflect and relax here
I love this awakening in total silence
Listening to my thoughts and the echo it makes there

For me, it makes my dopamine flow
And makes my brain feel
Good because I know that it can be better living like this

Loneliness makes me dream
And also see creativity fly in my mind
Loneliness makes me dream
Beyond, the end, transform this reality
Now I sink into the darkness
Or so it seems when others look
No one understands what I feel, no one understands my gaze
Extroverted thoughts that I release when I start to sing

You could enter, you could look
Maybe even delve deeper, you could touch
What exists in this thinking
But never, would you distinguish fantasy from truth

My loneliness makes me appreciate
What others don't see
For always being
Interacting with someone else
Who will listen
To their thoughts if no one will stop talking?

Few see what they now think and don't know what it is
To know oneself and not feel to be as it is
That they are in reality and stop shaping themselves more
At the hands of a society that doesn't see
Loneliness makes me dream
And also see creativity fly in my mind
Loneliness makes me dream
Beyond, the end, transform this reality