domingo, 23 de enero de 2011

No speaking

How does it feel when your eyes can't see a thing because of the tears? And how about when the tears fall down on your lunch and you have to eat it pretending that everything is ok?
Or how does it feel when you are in the toilet about to do something that you shouldn't do and bursts out crying?
One week of no speaking and it will continue...


Everybody is around me and I don't plan to say a thing. I'm owner of my voice and I'll won't pronounce a word if I don't want to do it.

"In my mind, not forgotten
Feel as though, a tooth were rotten
Behind the smile, a tongue that's slipping
Buzzards cry, when flesh is ripping
See the cycle I've waited for
It ain't like that anymore"

No hay comentarios:

Publicar un comentario