Why don’t you touch my bottom?
Are you amazed with the ceiling?
Why don’t you hear me screaming?
It’s more comfortably hearing my voice?
Why don’t you see my thoughts?
It’s easier to pretend everyhing is Ok?
Why don’t you realice that it hurts?
I’m still waiting
Dont you see I’m consuming myself?
Don’t you see It hurts my heart?
Are you amazed with the ceiling?
Why don’t you hear me screaming?
It’s more comfortably hearing my voice?
Why don’t you see my thoughts?
It’s easier to pretend everyhing is Ok?
Why don’t you realice that it hurts?
I’m still waiting
Dont you see I’m consuming myself?
Don’t you see It hurts my heart?
Franco Morales.-
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