Strange
- Tatiana Peniche
- Jun 30, 2023
- 1 min read
I am from a people who don't understand each other
Everything I feel, no one understands
I cry, I scream... someone listens
Another lament, a rough child
I stay alone, disillusioned with the world
I turn off the lights and stay in the dark
I stop and wonder: what to do?
What they command, I don't wanna be
I never expect much from Him and I carry on
And even when I don't want to cry, I still feel it
Don't ever ask me to be silent. I will speak up
I don't wanna become a stranger, but I need to
I forget the sun, erase the memory
A journey into the book leaves me out there
I hear voices, they don't say the reason
I’ve never fit in
I open my eyes and still feel the wind
I don't believe He reads thoughts
And hope only leads me to believe
One day I'll find myself
I never expect much from Him and I carry on
And even when I don't want to cry, I still feel it
Don't ever ask me to be silent. I will speak up
I don't wanna become a stranger, but I need to
I think, I guess, I want, I need (I say)
I talk, I run, I cry, I stay (I pretend)
I fall, I hit, I dream, I scratch (I fight)
I sing, I dance, I play, I paint (I lie)
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