Have i found the place?
the place where i can run to unload all these heavy thoughts without you taking notice? Can i take refuge in the poems i write or the songs i create?!
is this a curse or a superpower?
the ability to say what i please but then again do i really want this to go undiscovered by you. Do you read the look in my eyes Or sense the message hidden between the lines? Every word, every space and letter screaming “find me! PLEASE! Find me!
Me da risa Como el sol y las estrellas tratas de imitar tu brillo Ellos No llegues cerca de ti Porque tu sonrisa es un regalo para el mundo Algo celestial dada por Dios para que no nos perdemos Ilumin
You know... Desire is a funny thing Speak it to the masses and all they think is passion A longing, a wanting And maybe... just maybe they're right Cause for a while ive thought Thought to myself endl
did you ever try to find the perfect time for boiled eggs like find a way to keep the middle good enough so its not like eating a golf ball…7 minutes, the time is 7 mins did you ever try to beat the m