Working Mom

Working mom,
you do look great,
for other things you are a shame
always ready, always on time
hidding the untiddy,
dont care a dime

do you know who I am?
do you know what are my plans
today afternoon?
the house is empty,
same here.
You would be surprised
If you knew the kind of people you made
dont blame you I just dont fit
when I talk about
the walls are there to listen,
the silence is there to listen,
to listen my voice, wich you dont treasure
to listen the sound of my hope
when you laugh of it,
none but boring

your lack of time, of patience
made me believe I screw with your life
no matter Im passing through it as a ghost
I understand, you dont need me, dont need my time
have nothing to share with me
except your misery

I understand, you wants me to be supportive
you wants me to listen at you
you wants me to cry over my shoulder
ey, there is a pet in the backyard

You cant love whats a mistery

none what I do is acomplished,
here are your words
none what I do is good enough
here is what you say


when you come home,
dont feed my body, feed my spirit...
when you come home, do nothing
is too late
too late for you to know this things
too late for me to belong your world

ey working mom,
keep doing it, great job!

Cube blocks

Last nigth we met
me and HIM
I had my hands empty,
but my heart was full
All my frustrations were at same time
same place, me the same
i was so piss, tunned to dark places
Just felt It wouldnt be apropriate
Blaming HIM with those feelings,
humboldt at last I said

"I hold visions in my head too long
I had commited the same suicide over and over
crying out the same tears in my mind
have felt the desire to reach the end for the felony
I been wanted every time..
IT was so tempting ask HIM,
¿what should I do?
I guess I knew the answer, I keep saying:
I think had a figth, with mi father
I claim to him: why you have done everything to see me fail,
Never expected any good from me,
I wonder if you enjoyed enough
beating me up?
But such claiming were too old..
so I just continued:

Guess, I had a couple of words to my mother too
to ignored me, to abandon me
tell me, why you never gave me protection?
such claiming were too damn old...

I told HIM:
I just hold this images,
I understand why they bother you
but they been visions in a dream"


And HE answered me back:
"YOu speak only because
of what you have fed your spirit
all this years, same fed, same ideas
the sad snake is cuddling in your heart
spilling its poison, clueless as you are

Fed your mind with something else
and for those years you still have ahead
dont cover your wounds with limon
so they could hurt even more...

"You will be heal whenever you wanted to"

Ill be heal whenever I wanted
Is that Im my own barrier?
Shall, destiny will respect my desicions?

Is going to be great

Today is going to be great
to be myself
is going to be fun
hilarious the world seen through my eyes
beautiful get touch by the sunligth
without wearing a mask


Today I will look in the peoples eyes
supporting my own vision
standing my own statements
knowing with certaincy they are wrong,
happy from my basement to my roof and beyond,
On charge to my whole person
to every low passion I can dominate
to every smell of bitter, must be gone

No matter how much they want me ruin
Is just rain, It wont wet my spirit
Is just smog in the air,
falling all over me,
cant overheat my sun so that bothers me,
because I dont care enough

Yes,
Today is going to be so great be myself
ONE PIECE MAN,
surrounded by million pieces of people
crumbling and falling down

Another day to dream about

I will pass this ocean
just looking back your blue eyes
when things change for harder
remember your words,
found sometin`to think about before jump up
is another day to dream about

This picture is quite unrealistic
to me, incredible truthful,
eyes closed
your words turns alive
deep in my thougths
I believe beyond any reasoning
I believe
I know the things you talk about

There are things I may know about you
eyes closed, wrongly know who you are
miles away from the real you
and its irrelevant,
Your message have not lied,
its been a seed in a middle of the desert
It still stole my laugh and breath
If you dont know Im not surprised
Its irrelevant,
I stole too from your letters
a couple of reasons to be hopeful

Twisted Smile,
Was it produced or..
so simple, so natural
smart look, upon your marketing circus
Spiritual, wise in every message
we dont know each other
we dont need to look on each other faces

You did move my inner sanctum
hope life be rewarding
for both
If you believe find your armony
else where but inside you
else where but the glamour,
IF you find that door way open
see the real sense about all
fed this hunger people with dreamin`



Zen Riley, Devoted to Robbie Williams.

Beyond the last star fligth

Midnigth.
Its cold but the wind sense is a wonderful feeling
Tonigth dont have a place to come back
dont need it
In my mind there is only one way to move
forward.
My thirst is to become a hunter,
My need is to survive as a dreamer
forever.
Only if standing in the crowd
set myself with music drive

Im an orphan child
dont know where do I come from
so far its nothing to worry about
sometimes you belong to yourself
so count on yourself,
I know someone will be keeping my luck

Never been this free,
Please let this moment be a part of an infinite time
dont allow nobody to rope my hands
because Im a wild side animal
I live beyond the last star fligth
where I feel like playing
dont need to be in control
not this tinny moment
please, dont stop this energy
let the wild animal drive me to insanity
just I feel Im enjoying it

THIS isnt fun anymore

Should I fake it?
Dont want to lie,
Dont want to make it work
Is just Im not interested
the sweet prince fades beyond its morning speach
fades down inside the blankets
Cant reborn, turns out excitant,
Make ourselves a couple of strangers, again

How can I explain it to you?
Honey, Im so bored, so wasted
when we laid, my mind is vanish
swimming between tousand of faces
hoping for a feeling..

Im too damn sensual, bet I am
but THIS isnt everything about me
cant you figure it out?
your bed is my prision
Just I had enough from this adventure

listen, dont want to lie
dont want to make it work
This isnt fun anymore

RAGE

RAGE when I look in your eyes
but cannot embrace the answers I need to find
RAGE for all the people you seems to stand for
but havent realize they just hurts my feelings
you dont know it?
you ignore it
you think Im the one to depose my attitude
to surrender and forgive every humilliation
Rage for things I cannot change for my own good
make me feel miserable and unhappy
Im looking for him to drag me there
where things are calm and peace, welcoming
smile used to be one of my favorite sports
when my world could be described as over joy
exciting, magic, hopeful
Rage is the word, painful enough to the bones
yes, they have step over me while you were watching
Tell me, Is that you had fun?

Malba Tahan dice

"Dame Oh dios fuerzas para hacer que mi amor sea fructífero y útil
Dame fuerzas para no despreciar jamás al pobre, ni plegar mis rodillas ante el poder insolente.
Dame fuerzas para levantar el espíritu bien alto por encima de las banalidades cotidianas. Dame fuerzas para que me humille con amor ante tí.
No soy más que un trozo de nube desgarrada qeu vaga inútil por el cielo,
si es deseo o placer tuyo, toma mi nada, píntala de mil colores, irísala de oro, hazla ondear al viento y extenderse por el cielo en múltiples maravillas...
Y después, si fuera tu deseo terminar con la noche tal recreo, yo desapareceré desvaneciéndome en las tinieblas, o talvez en la sonrisa del alba, en el frescor de la pureza transparente"


"Sígueme dijo Jesús-Yo soy el camino que debes pisar, la verdad en que debes creer, la vida que debes esperar. Yo soy el camino sin peligro, la verdad sin error, la vida sin muerte" Malba Tahan