QUIERO

I want to look out the window
And think that tomorrow is another weekend
But I must accept that tomorrow
I have to work, study, and delve into entering into nothingness

I spend my days thinking if life
Begins or ends in the blink of an eye
There is no volunteer from the vocabulary
That can promote death out of anger

Now, if nothing else, we must accept
That destiny is relative
And the opportunity lies within each
Who can guide themselves
Their path towards the north, towards eternity
Heading towards the trance of infinite knowledge
My internal egos hold me back

The only way I find to free myself
Is hidden between the lines of the notebook
That I nickname by letters and they come from the deepest
Of what they call feelings
I sense I have a calling
But I can't find it

I want to look out my window
And think that tomorrow is another weekend
But I must accept that tomorrow
I have to work, study, and delve into entering into nothingness

I want to look out my window
And think that tomorrow is another weekend
But I must accept that tomorrow
I have to work, study, and delve into entering into nothingness