I want to live forever
in your heart and never
lose what we endeavored
to create in love together

Our life as a speckle in time
unraveling before curious eyes
as restless children willing to try
and find a way to express their life

In  our passion that we share
in our hearts we learn to care
in our feelings to not despair
as we look for love out there

If I could find a way to express in words what I feel, then that would be a small triumph in this wall of mirrors where I find myself. I had thought, and maybe was thinking a little too far ahead of the ending. For that I suppose I could ponder an idea or 2. It wasn't that I really didn't have a focus at that particular moment, it was because I felt such an irking to lurk a little more in some other less ventured avenues. It really wasn't on purpose and I'm sorry if anyone felt so left out, but in other words, I guess or suppose, I could had put just a little bit more coal on the fire because everyone seemed to have gotten really cold to the point that they had forgetton why they even came in the first place. I should had listened to my shadow, or the happier ones because they ofcourse had a different plan or motive. I jest or put in jest the same idea. To be is divine, to understand the same is a fools undertaking.

in the day of our breathe
we look upon our death
to not shy away from why
we came to admire the sky

Should a coward hide
behind lies and more lies
they shouldn't now cry
that they didn't know why

a life given is a life divine
there is no reason to hide
from what is your born right
to live the gift to live your life

This life is too ***** too ***** to clean
too many thoughts that are inbetween
too much doubt and fear and disbelief
maybe we should listen more to our dreams
and stop hiding so much behind the scenes

vengo de barrio bajo
pero este no me defino
porque en el barrio consta
que todas siempre enteros

el barrio nunca la falta nada
si una no tiene otra lo pone
hasta que todas comemos juntos
juntos y juntos hasta el muerte

dando y dando el la repuesta
de quien sea mas no hay menos
porque en el barrio todos
somos iguales somos chingones
hasta la muerte fieles

give your sincerity your  breathe
life is much more than ones death
we cannot hide from the face of time
what we have is our gift in our eyes

let us love our reflection of us
and stop our constant mistrust
because one cannot hide inside
no one will ever be left behind

this world is ours, this world is mine
and in this world we are our own kind
let us give thanks for that which we have
and not hide anymore behind a mask

Give me something that does not drown me
it could be interesting, not soaps
or maybe you could tell me something
why what enters one does not always come out

Let me understand if I'm not mistaken
what starts with a not always beats
or is to say not wanting to stay bad
does not always solve the indifferences

Thinking straight, side by side or not from behind
maybe there is a solution that does not advance me
for the moment if I find what's more
at least I ask you not to destroy me

Give me the moment and I understand them
that not everything is made of cheese
and enter the day that pretends to be
a moment that does not come back

I intend to relive