something people can't actually understand
things that make us different
a scar on our wrists
a bottle of liquor in our bag
a fake smile through the day
a chaotic mind
or a poem burried in an old school book
a song full of meaning
things that hurt us just so we can feel
again

I don't want you to know me anymore
forget about my existence
I don't want to see you anymore
in the places our friends go
I don't want you to know anything
about me anymore
I don't want you to read my poems
and smile because half of them
are for you
Don't listen to my music
the music we used to listen to together
We used to live our lives together
and now we just leave
from different roads every night

sitting in the corner
of my bathroom floor
under the sink.
small tears of red paint
are dripping next to me
is it my hand
or is it my red lipstick
that melt in the sun
no one will ever know
neither will I.
I clean the red floor
with a velvet towel
cover my drawn wrists
and wear my sadness
upside down.

you have to learn how to steal
the words from their mouths
the words that express their love
about you
because they'll never learn
how to make them
come out of their lips
all alone

all I see is you
I see you on the bus
smiling with apathy
that one person that asks me
what time is it

you don't even understand
how my eyes see your face
in every corner of this city
everyone who's dressed in black

and now it's 3am
I'm looking through the window
and I see your shadow
bellow every light
that lives on the streets

I wish I could cry
but I can't
anymore
and I smile
holding my wine
closer to my lips
and my red lipstick
looks so good
through the glass

she looks weak
her voice is low
her face is pale
her steps are slow
he whispered
he was right
her eyes looked empty
as she looked back
her bones are fragile
and her heart is black
she left
and never come back

And I guess I'm just trying hard
Trying hard to convince myself
That I don't care about you anymore
That every day I think about you
Less and less

And I guess I was
But at some point
I saw you again
And things are complicated now
Now I'm thinking about you
And I keep lying at myself
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