ETERNITY

Eternity is my last train ride
surrounded by people and yet
just cant count other than me
Is eternal, my 20 seconds standing
for my next stop
is a cristal drop, cloud that vanish
when time stops and count again
But eternal the feeling for things left behind
miles away from home
so much alive in every tinny moment
I did hold my look to feel what Is not longer with me
time is a never ending counting, memories are forever.

stick being a foreigner

Never realize before
im grounded being foreigner
if your home belongs to the forgotten
sides in earth
People doesnt want to know from you
ey foreigner,come back home
Im doing nothing but search a life
a job to stands my dignity
but sometimes, gets so heavy
face everyday rejection
time doesnt care, it just moves
while you are no money
and bills struggle you
come back home you foreigner
sure, where home is,
my land is now taken by one only culture
wich is not mine and hate us more than foreigners
hate people like me in a way, as if im the enemy
sometimes this battle doesnt worth the pain to figth it
and want to give up instead live forever
prisioner between this two worlds