Septiembre 02
Pop Corn
September 02
It's a new day once again I look at the sky I'm still alone but I have,
the desire to breathe and feel alive,
although I may not do what I want and may not have what I hope for.
My nights sink into tears,
and my days are a light of waiting,
I refuse to accept but there is no way out,
I don't know if I can love you, hate you.
My gazes are tears that run out,
with every moment of time,
another attempt turns,
into a frustration.
The end takes me down a path, with your name that I have already traveled
