Prince and princesses everywhere robbing the crown from each other shining dancing with it a little till the end of the night then the night is over and the crown is gone in a flash of light, their existence loses all the reasons.
What are you waiting for What day is it For which you drag yourself over minutes Days Weeks Years What is that day you are waiting for?
All those teachers Disappointed in you At least once a year Oh so disappointed in you Like you had promised them anything You left their straight path of expectations For a little step away So then now they cant know what you are They can be only disappointed in you.
I took the train stamped another short trip urban ticket And came here again. without a minute of doubt, or question. like every other day if not here, I did not know where else to go so I took the train, on the right time, and a routin pill here is where I was supposed …
Some people have a little bit of sun in their heart.
Fear of missing out. I asked Felipe what is that makes him worried about moving to states for such a short time? FOMO they call it, he said: Fear of missing out. I was not here anymore, I began thinking about all the things I might have missed out.... Absurd.
He traveled the world looking for understanding.
this red maybe is red wine in my vessels instead of blood a glass by every breath in a glass by every breath out
There are days, tomorrows which are made to show you all you wondered around yesterday was false.
what is that struggle when I have lines I want to break into them and when I break into them I begin drawing lines.
