Sing me to sleep
and then don't let me wake up
for I'm too tired
to quit my dreams
and face reality.
Please, sing me to sleep
and then let me come back
to what is most desired.
Where's not as hard as it seems
to reach the evasive stability
Oh, sing me to sleep
for my brain is happier when its not thinking,
for my heart is lighter when i'm just breathing
for the rhymes come easier when they're not looked-for
for I'm so fucking sick of all this crapp
of dispair, of uneasyness,
of feeling useless, pathetic,
stupid, brainless, idiotic,
neurotic, mad at everything.
Just sing me to sleep,
and let dreams become life
and let life be
these little annoying nightmares.
(And if you -whoever it is- give me proper English knlowledge it would be awesome. Thx)
Hace 1 año
3 comentarios:
Y esto es lo malo de tener amigas artistas inteligentes, tu contenta por conseguir algo y te recuerdan de una manera preciosa (eso sí) lo asqueante que puede ser la existencia.
En fin, siempre nos quedará una d lolita
Pero qué dius xD No te comenté de pura envidia xDDD
My incapacidad crónica para hacer cosas no tiene nada que ver con tus logros, al contrario ><
pero si yo lo digo pq me sentí totalmente identificada con tu escrito
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