Entering in my life as a storm,
yes,
that's how you invaded my space,
and took my guards down.

I certainly let you,
sure,
but you've done the impossible,
make me comfortable and feeling safe.

For that,
I'm thankful.

People like to talk,
and oh, they talk,
let 'em say whatever they have to say.

I know what you mean,
and we know what we are,
what we wanna built and
to where we're going.

Thank you,
for giving me security to be,
to live and to explore.

With you ,
I know I'm growing,
growing as an individual and
surely, as a person in general.

So let 'em talk,
opine about our life.
People are gonna give their opinions,
being asked about or not.
And while they're worried about our life,
I'm living it to the fullest.

You're overwhelming my senses.
****, my head's at hundred a second,
And the ride's driving me insane.
My body shakes with the intensity of what I've to say,
But, yet, silence takes over my being and I stay lost.

Lost between what I think,
Against what I feel.
Running once more in circles.
Ain't that the usual?

I'd let you hold my heart,
So you'd feel how heavy it is,
How my throat's hurting
And how my eyes are trying the hardest not to give in.

When was the last time I said what I meant
Without thinking about anyone else but myself?
I have been always at war with the voices inside my head,
Trying desperately to find my own.

Where's my button off?
I want to let go of all expectations,
Implications, overwhelmedness and restrictions.
What I should and shouldn't, I just want to be.

Weirdly, I find it easy to deal with what I can't have,
Than what I can reach and live it.
When was I told I'm not worthy of being valued?
So sick and tired of feeling oppressed by myself.

I am a poet.
I am a story teller.
I am untold stories about to be re-discovered.
I am the unburdened souls reborn.
I am about to be the stars that never were.
I am me.
I am undiscovered,
Untold,
Incomplete
And free.