Desconstrução
Tiago Iorc
Deconstruction
When you saw yourself for the first time
On the dark screen of your cell phone
You left the scene to be able to enter
And relieve your shyness
You wore an ego that didn't satisfy
Dramatized the evil of routine
As if it were a divine gift
Just wanted a little attention
But found her own loneliness
She was just a girl
Opening her eyes didn't satisfy her
She entered the darkness of her cell phone
She ran to the mirror to put on makeup
Painted her paleness with pain
And trusted her first time
In the wake of a father she didn't see
Nor understood her own mother
In the pastime of vain pleasures
She saw all grace slip away from her hands
And returned home so empty
Dawn broke as soon as she fell apart
She opened up in the eyes of a cell phone
Relieved the screen upon entering
Took away all shyness from the scene
Fed the networks of nudity
Fantasized the pride of routine
Made her skin her fate
Shattered into virtual shards
In appearances, everyone so alike
Singularities in ruins
Entered the darkness of her paleness
Shattered her cellular body
Left the scene to relieve herself
Wore the drama one last time
Liquidated in her liquidity
Went viral in the heat of ruin
She was just a girl
No one noticed her depression
Followed the crowd sliding their hands
To ensure a like