¿Hay alguien ahí?

Pues.. ha sido un día difícil, muy complicado, entre sentimientos que chocan entre sí revolviéndose con mis pensamientos torcidos

Bueno, podría ser peor...

Soy una niña muy ingenua, casi al punto de la ternura, pero no es tan tierno de pronto notar tu integridad amenazada

Ahora sí soy capaz de decir...

...¿Bloguear o no bloguear?

He ahí el dilema....

Poesía numérica

No sé...

no sé, no sé, no sé, no sé.....

Quizá de hecho el tiempo no es mi mejor amigo

Quizá de hecho sólo estoy bastante distraída....

Mirrors, mirrors...

It all comes back...


The beast is coming back

I wasn't ready for it...



Just waking up from a one-year-long nap



I am not ready for it, and i'll never be...

Once again it's just me, hurting myself

so inconstantly...



There're so many thoughts

that I must keep for my own.

Estigma

A veces quisiera sólo borrar todo mi pasado




y empezar desde cero.

AaaaAaAAAaaAAaAa AaaAAAAaAaaAaaAaAaaAaaaa!!

El cielo gritará,
la tierra retumbará estrepitosamente,
encontraré el patrón de vuelo de las moscas
y quizá me quede sin palabras
más que aquellas que repiten el mismo cuento
una y otra vez...

Quizá mi guitarra se canse de cantar
las mismas canciones una y otra vez,
o la gente me juzgue de loca
al verme cantando tristezas por la calle,
si finalmente estoy cadenciosamente loca,
y tratar de olvidar no es la panacea.

Quizá se lo diré mil veces,
en algunas lo susurraré directamente en su dulce oído,
en otras lo mencionaré con un elaborado sistema de numeración
que podría pasar desapecibido ante sus ojos, cualesquier ojos,
quizá se lo escriba en algún medio extraño,
y por razones desconocidas sea borrado misteriosamente...

Pero nada, NADA ni NADIE puede borrar lo que siento....

Y no me importará, yo estaré de pie,
con una sonrisa sincera en los labios,
y una rosa blanca en mis manos
esperando a la persona que se apodere
de éste aroma y de ésta esencia...

Poor Song

Yeah Yeah Yeah's - Poor Song

Baby I'm afraid of a lot of things but
I ain't scared of loving you
And baby I know you're afraid of a lot of things
But don't be scared of love... 'cause

People will say all kinds of things
But that don't mean a damn to me
'Cause all I see is what's in front of me
And that's you

Well I've been dragged all over the place
I've taken hits time just don't erase
And baby I can see you've been fucked with too
But that don't mean your loving days are through

'Cause people will say all kinds of things
But that don't mean a damn to me
'Cause all I see is what's in front of me
And that's you

Well I may be just a fool
But I know you're just as cool
And cool kids, they belong together

Stay

Lisa Loeb - Stay

You say I only hear what I want to.
You say I talk so all the time so.
And I thought what I felt was simple,
and I thought that I don't belong,
and now that I am leaving,
now I know that I did something wrong 'cause I missed you.
Yeah, I missed you.

And you say I only hear what I want to:
I don't listen hard,
I don't pay attention to the distance that you're running
to anyone, anywhere,
I don't understand if you really care,
I'm only hearing negative: no, no, no.

So I turned the radio on, I turned the radio up,
and this woman was singing my song:
the lover's in love, and the other's run away,
lover is crying 'cause the other won't stay.

Some of us hover when we weep for the other who was
dying since the day they were born.
Well, this is not that:
I think that I'm throwing, but I'm thrown.

And I thought I'd live forever, but now I'm not so sure.

You try to tell me that I'm clever,
but that won't take me anyhow, or anywhere with you.

You said that I was naive,
and I thought that I was strong.
I thought, "hey, I can leave, I can leave."
But now I know that I was wrong, 'cause I missed you.

You said, "I caught you 'cause I want you and one day I'll let you go."
You try to give away a keeper, or keep me 'cause you know you're just scared
to lose.
And you say, "Stay."

You say I only hear what I want to.