Or was it the idea of being in love?
martes, 22 de febrero de 2011
domingo, 13 de febrero de 2011
Nota de suicidio (trastorno bipolar)
Despierto sin ganas de otro día, y será el últimopocos me creen, hoy llega mi edénlo asumo y ni dudo, lo jurode corazón, advierte mi alma muertano es una amenaza, es una mentiraque acabo siendo ciertadejé la puerta abierta y una notaa medio escrita, se leía con dificultadadiós mamá y papá, decía en ellasalí descalzo, sin fuerzas, sin ganasme imaginé en el suelo, muerto, y nadie llorabapaseo por una calle solitariatodo está oscuro y lluevelas farolas me observany el paso en el tiempo me dueleel filo de mi cuchilla me apreta, es ellallegaré al final de la forma más fácilla vida no es bellatan sólo busco estar solo ahoraen un laberinto sin salidadejé de pedirla ayuda a Dioshablo con mi conciencia, a solasella me pide que apriete el gatilloy tengo miedo de decir adióslo siento si he fallado una vez máshe notado la vergüenza al mirarme en el espejo mamáperdóname, te lo suplico!no se si me explicoestoy sentado en la varandilla de un séptimo pisopero, ya estoy muerto, por dentro y estoy cansadoestoy harto de vivir huyendo siempre del pasadofui cobarde, me rendí más de una vez estuve a puntopunto en mi libreta esta historia incompleta, ya ni luchopáginas en blanco, tintadas del rojo de mi sangreno merezco ni una lágrimami nota de suicidio llegó tardefirmé un documento con Satanáspara liberarme sólo tengo que saltar sin más.Salto, salto a un vacío que nunca se acabapasa mi vida por mis ojos y el tiempo se parapara no verme mas la cara, dispárame bah!mi alma pide a gritos salir de su cuerpo yaY siento como si ya estuviera muertoen un mundo de ciegos, rey tuertome paso por el forro el LP a puertoes cierto, no tengo nada que dar ni recibirsorrazos alerto, vivo boquiabiertoy apenas escribo, algo está jodido mi menteme siento hijo adoptivodemasiado impulsivo, me dicencautivo de lo negativo si volar es el finque alas se deslicencalo mejor las mentiras, tras este intervaloregalo rimas, con mi boca de escualoen forma de íntimas palabras sin pantomimasi no tienes el disco del Z, róbalopero yo ya no quiero vivir máses demasiad durocuando muera, escupid en mi tumbasi apuro, he hecho el conjurode la eterna estupidezsiento la rigidez en mis músculoses liberador vivir sin futurosentir la traición hace que muera prematuroes puro veneno lo que siento lo jurocon rabia la sangre sólo supe pedir perdóncuando fui inmadurodile a mi madre que siempre la quise y que lo sientoa mi bro que busque mis palabras en el viento, cuando soplea los que desearon mi mal, yo les deseo el doblepor haber hecho pedazos un corazón nobleSalto, salto a un vacío que nunca se acabapasa mi vida por mis ojos y el tiempo se parapara no verme mas la cara, dispárame bah!mi alma pide a gritos salir de su cuerpo yaEstoy solo en un silencio que molesta y gritoescucha mi última palabra, léete mi último escritopréstame atención, sólo pido eso, lo necesitocaen gotas de sudor y de mis ojos en mi nota de suicidiosiento no poder no decir mas,pocos llorarán, pero cuantos se alegraránvi mi nombre en una lápida y ni se me hizo extrañocuántas cargas he llevado para tan pocos añosno hay nada que me frenellevo tanto tiempo muerto dentro de mi ya no hay nadatan sólo soy otro cuerpo, arrastrado por el vientotan violento que sopla el destinono hay testigo, no hay amigos, no queda ningún motivosolo recorro el camino, se que en las puertas del cielono hay sitio para este peregrinoDios? parece ser mentira, hoy sabré si es ciertolo de que tras la muerte, existe otra vida.Hoy es lunes, martes, miércoles quizás puede que juevesno se el por qué pero en mis ojos ya no lluevepuede que tu recuerdo me mantenga vivosi el exilio no quiere mandarme directo al olvidoHoy es lunes, martes, miércoles quizás puede que juevesno se el por qué pero en mis ojos ya no lluevepuede que tu recuerdo me mantenga vivosi el exilio no quiere mandarme directo al olvidoSalto, salto a un vacío que nunca se acabapasa mi vida por mis ojos y el tiempo se parapara no verme mas la cara, dispárame bah!mi alma pide a gritos salir de su cuerpo ya
sábado, 12 de febrero de 2011
Born this way
Hoy se estrenó Born this Way de Lady Gaga, me encanta, es increíble, pero más que todo la letra,
Ya es #1 en las 23 iTunes Store en todo el mundo, y ya ha vendido un millón de copias.
LADY GAGA TE AMO,
eres una inspiración.It doesn't matter if you love him, or capital H-I-M
Just put your paws up
'Cause you were born this way, baby
Just put your paws up
'Cause you were born this way, baby
My mama told me when I was young
We are all born superstars
She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on
In the glass of her boudoir
We are all born superstars
She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on
In the glass of her boudoir
"There's nothing wrong with lovin' who you are"
She said, "'Cause he made you perfect, babe"
"So hold your head up girl and you'll go far,
Listen to me when I say"
She said, "'Cause he made you perfect, babe"
"So hold your head up girl and you'll go far,
Listen to me when I say"
I'm beautiful in my way
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way
Ooo there ain't no other way
Baby I was born this way
Baby I was born this way
Baby I was born this way
Baby I was born this way
Ooo there ain’t no other way
Baby I was born this way
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way
Baby I was born this way
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way
Don't be a drag – just be a queen
Don't be a drag – just be a queen
Don't be a drag – just be a queen
Don't be!
Don't be a drag – just be a queen
Don't be a drag – just be a queen
Don't be!
Give yourself prudence
And love your friends
Subway kid, rejoice your truth
And love your friends
Subway kid, rejoice your truth
In the religion of the insecure
I must be myself, respect my youth
I must be myself, respect my youth
A different lover is not a sin
Believe capital H-I-M (hey hey hey)
I love my life I love this record and
Mi amore vole fe yah (love needs faith)
Believe capital H-I-M (hey hey hey)
I love my life I love this record and
Mi amore vole fe yah (love needs faith)
I'm beautiful in my way
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way
Ooo there ain't no other way
Baby I was born this way
Baby I was born this way
Baby I was born this way
Baby I was born this way
Ooo there ain’t no other way
Baby I was born this way
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way
Baby I was born this way
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way
Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Whether you're broke or evergreen
You're black, white, beige, chola descent
You're lebanese, you're orient
Whether you're broke or evergreen
You're black, white, beige, chola descent
You're lebanese, you're orient
Whether life's disabilities
Left you outcast, bullied, or teased
Rejoice and love yourself today
'Cause baby you were born this way
Left you outcast, bullied, or teased
Rejoice and love yourself today
'Cause baby you were born this way
No matter gay, straight, or bi
Lesbian, transgendered life
I'm on the right track baby
I was born to survive
Lesbian, transgendered life
I'm on the right track baby
I was born to survive
No matter black, white or beige
Chola or orient made
I'm on the right track baby
I was born to be brave
Chola or orient made
I'm on the right track baby
I was born to be brave
I'm beautiful in my way
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way
Ooo there ain’t no other way
Baby I was born this way
Baby I was born this way
Baby I was born this way
Baby I was born this way
Ooo there ain’t no other way
Baby I was born this way
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way
Baby I was born this way
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way
I was born this way hey!
I was born this way hey!
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way hey!!
I was born this way hey!
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way hey!!
Ya es #1 en las 23 iTunes Store en todo el mundo, y ya ha vendido un millón de copias.
jueves, 10 de febrero de 2011
Price tag
We need to take it back in time,
When music made us all UNITE!
And it wasn't low blows and video Hoes,
Am I the only one gettin... tired?
Why is everybody so obsessed?
Money can't buy us happiness
Can we all slow down and enjoy right now
Guarantee we'll be feeling
All right.
miércoles, 9 de febrero de 2011
martes, 8 de febrero de 2011
Why?
The buttons on my phone are worn thin
I don't think that I knew the chaos I was getting in.
But I've broken all my promises to you
I've broken all my promises to you.
Why do you do this to me?
Why do you do this so easily?
You make it hard to smile because
You make it hard to breathe
Why do you do this to me?
A phrasing that's a single tear,
Iis harder than I ever feared
And you were left feeling so alone.
Because these days aren't easy
Like they have been once before
These days aren't easy anymore.
Why do you do this to me?
Why do you do this so easily?
You make it hard to smile because
You make it hard to breathe
Why do you do this to me?
To me, to me, to me...
I should've known this wasn't real
And fought it off and fought to feel
What matters most? Everything
That you feel while listening to every word that I sing.
I promise you I will bring you home
I will bring you home.
domingo, 6 de febrero de 2011
jueves, 3 de febrero de 2011
miércoles, 2 de febrero de 2011
King of anything
Keep drinking coffee, stare me down
across the table
While I look outside
So many things I’d say if only
I were able
But I just keep quiet and count
the cars that pass by
You’ve got opinions, man
We’re all entitled to ‘em,
but I never asked
So let me thank you for your time, and try
not to waste anymore of mine
And get out of here fast
I hate to break it to you babe, but I’m not drowning
There’s no one here to save
Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king
of anything?
You sound so innocent, all full of good intent
Swear you know best
But you expect me to jump up on board with you
And ride off into your delusional sunset
I’m not the one who’s lost with no direction
But you’ll never see
You’re so busy making maps with my name on them in all caps
You got the talking down, just not the listening
And who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?
All my life I’ve tried to make everybody happy
While I just hurt and hide
Waiting for someone to tell me it’s my turn to decide
Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?
Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?
Let me hold your crown, babe.