Too many things to say
Why am I playing this game?

You walk without knowing I am looking
Buy somehow, you smile because you know
I will always do it

Your goddess have frozen me
When are you going to realize
That there is no other place, better than the one inside your mind?

I am so scared, because we both know
The world inside your head is better than the one
You force yourself to live in

So I am writing this while I am high
Because this is the only way I can say what is on my mind
Could you tell me what is on yours?

It is 5am
The little girl is learning to play
Dolls and games
Surrounded her with pink and red.

It is 6am
The little girl is not that little today
She has grown up
Changing the dolls with book and songs

It is 7am
She cares no more about the books
But she conserves the songs
She falls in love
and little girl keeps growing up

It is 8am
She knows something is wrong
Why is everyone falling for boys?
Maybe she is sick
Should she tell the world?

It is 9am
She is near the teens
One more year and she will not longer be the little girl
Life is going to start
Would she be ready to face the world?

It is 10am
She lives in a world full of hate
She is now so sick
Illness who makes her want to **** the monster inside of her

It is 11 am
The girl lost a friend
She fell in love with her
Poor girl... She will cry today

It is 12 am
She tried to **** herself
Her body was ***** with the blood blasted from her vein
No one knows why she would want to leave this world

It is 1pm
She is in rehab
She is learning to fight the world
She will get better, we will just have to wait

It is 2pm
She is ready to fight the world
Not longer depress about the fact she likes girls
Sooner or later she will meets someone like her

It is 3pm
She fell in love with the most beautiful girl
Red hair and green eyes
She kind of look like an angel
The closest to heaven she has ever been

It is 4pm
She doesn't know what will happen at 5pm
But she is ready
And she is not longer afraid

Isn't it funny?
We all know we are here just for a while
Though no one is ready to part

It's just temporary that thing we call life
Is just a second,
Just the blink of an eye


Did the know that was their last time?
The last time to say goodbye
The last time to kiss the one they love
The last time they would ever feel anything at all

Did they smiled?
Or did they even had the time, the time to realize
To feel, to think, to cry?

No more dreams
No more mornings
No more nothing...

Were they prepare?
Thousand of people
Innocents ones
Gone in one second...
Gone and won't come back

Have you ever tried
A simple thing
A kindly act

An act that can create
A glow brighter than the stars
Better than any kind of painkiller
As beautiful as a sunrise

Have you ever tried?
Because when you love someone
You always try to give him or her
The pleasure of feeling this beautiful act

Try... Cause it will clean someone's soul
It will wash someone's sadness
And somehow, if you are the lucky one
You will feel, somehow, your heart smile

You know
What people say
You must be what has been said

But I want to fly
I want to live
I don't want to be part
Of this routine

I am going to fly
I am going to be free
I am not a bird
But I won't sink

If tomorrow you walk down the street
If you stare at the broken heart of homeless man
Would you look back?
Would you give him a coat to warm the cold of his heart?

If tomorrow you see a lonely child
If you know his's about to grow up in a world full of apathy
Would you close your eyes?
Would you hold his hand ?

If tomorrow you end up being this man, or this child
If you end up in the middle of the street
Or without a house
Would you ask for someone to look around?
Would you will wait for someone to hold your hand?