When will you stop
Hiding in the bushes,
Of bannered hourglass
And deal breaker muses,
Of mysterious voyages
And undecoded patterns,
Drenched in your lips
Coated with wine;
Guarded in sublime.
When will you etch
Your lone marches,
Upbeat through spectrum
Of your impulse purchase;
Of the things you dream for
And the extravagant churches,
Of your complaints and pains,
Of your rigid achievements.
It's all mysteries
And twisted verses;
Of all the missed mid weeks
Of all the inside curses;
At the cohesiveness of stories
With all the vague bars
We are at the same range
Fighting different wars.
When will be the endings,
Of should be happy endings;
Of all the struggles and fake friends;
Lurking in your future wedding.
When is the moment,
The blooming of the fields
Your mornings and my night wields
Raising our shields
Improving our builds
With all these crates
We suppose to create
Is it too late
Or is worth the wait
For time's sake
Will you flake?

How would you face a slayer
without a sword,
You say you can't fret
but lost all of your chords

Should I be futuristic
when I listen to your dreams,
when small unfavorables,
Gives us mortal sins.

How would you give yourself
when you can't give up your vices,
short lived expectations
those same problems, different cases

How would you spare your precious time,
when our simplest acts cannot be assembled,
Just like fearing death
when it is inevitable

I do not believe in fairytales, so be straight,
Experience was present, and it's worth the faith.
I do not want to rely, on repeating hopes in oblivion,
If promises were prayers, I don't have religion.

Continuing is just a self-detonation, prolonging the agony,
blaming myself, living life hard sadly.
I am seeing the inequality, on every angle and scopes,
sometimes I am thinking hanging my neck on the ropes.

and as I blame,
negative tendency,
occurs.
comes, sudden,
unexpectedly.


but,
when I see you, negativity's gone,
my inspiration's overflowing,
keeps me away from frown.

but,
when I see you, my depth dissapears,
and all of a sudden,
I want to lend an ear,

but,
when I'm with you, my heart skips a beat,
I step out of my seriousness,
in your cup, I sitdown and take a sip,

but,
when I'm with you, I want to listen
I want to know you further,
overlaps, to what they're just seeing,

to hear every stories told, with your cheerful voice,
your warmth, that caresses my body,
builds up my poise,

transcends a choice, to be happy or not,
I forget all my worries,
and say I'm a little pessimist, but

..I am looking forward,
to stay this way,
for as long, as we both can,
complete our days.

Just when reality bites back,
your dreams will be snapped.
leaving you hopeless,
making your blur vision black.

makes your struggle,
wobble and spill,
slowly dillute in the edges,
you know you're headed for the ****.

Don't wait them to burst your bubble
through their hidden spells,
trouble is near,
when you're in the pits of hell.

Pay less attention,
Failure is inevitable.
Stay with your strengths,
shoot when you are able

As I puff my smoke,
and I think of your face.
reality bites back,
looped and disgraced

I'm the macho!
no one dares!
share your indultos,
body bares.

enter the club,
all eyes on me!
I have a new tattoo,
do come and see.

do you have something,
then speak, yes you may.
try your luck,
watch what you say!

give me a bottle,
twenty five years solero.
come my darling,
oh **** sombreros!

I am the macho,
Senior Sancho!
human toro,
ultimate pistolero!

I could be hanging out
with her spend some quality time,
Being so close, share a hobby
would be just fine.

I could be very happy
Joining with her crew,
Fine occasions with the company
But she's no you.

I'm glad when I am with her,
But don't worry, again, she's no you.
She's just a unique girl,
I can relate with. Yes, one of a few.

Someone who cares,
When I am down and out,
Someone who shares,
care and love without a doubt.

She's no you, Again and again,
Please understand.
For another never-ending fight
Sinks my head in the quicksand.

You know I am honest and certain,
On things I see and feel,
I know when I'm happy,
Or if I ain't closing the deal.

You know I am with the one
who puts trust over disbelief,
Go see the positive side,
for I am the one for keeps.

Please re-consider,
I need your valuable time.
She's always there
when I am wrapped with vines.

Now I have realized, She's no you,
Deep in my mind, It is very true.
Though she always present, and that's good.
she makes me come out of my bluest blues.

She's no you, do not get insecure,
I see ,too biased it may sound.
But now I'm confused, honestly, I can't tell,
if I'm saying "She's no you"..the other way around.

Shoot that media,
It only brings wrath,
splits a relationship in two,
makes someone fat.

Spreads inconsistent news
very ill-adviced.
unwanted receipients,
throwing the dice

rolling into someone,
who's accidental.
rumors are hoax,
one become's temperemental.

Obvious are the motives,
they play like children,
tomorrow they're in the news items,
shamed and forbidden