The birds drink water
From middle class families' pools

Look deep inside my eyes
And tell me what you want
Because I can´t play games
When my heart is always losing

We all know how tacky this is
I´m unable to fight
When the only thing I want
Is your lips kissing mine.

I look up to the clouds
In remembrance of you,
That was never around
When I most needed.

The only heat I know
It´s the one from the sun.
The only scent I smell
It´s the one from the rain.

I look down to the grass,
Wondering why it looks so alive,
When the absence of rain
Should make them die.

She has pictures of dead flowers
In hidden sanctuaries
Located in the depths of her soul.
That´s where my love lies,
Sleepy and peaceful.

Please don´t leave me.

After cleaning all the tears,
And trying to remember
All the tacky tips of behavior,
I still feel like crying again.

My heart aches
And so does my head,
Everytime I get to face
All the faces I used to trust.

I still feel like crying again,
And again, and again, and again,
To a point in which all my soul
Is out through my eyes.

I speak and I regret of doing it.
The words turn the feeling heavier.
It´s harder to write, to let it out,
So I won´t.

I am sad.
That´s a fact and I can´t deny it.
I tried to change and I failed,
So I´m changing again.

No one knows that I am sad.
No one will.