i'm still lying here, no matter how long I hear my voice and thoughts, still alone...no matter what...and then you look at somebody else, no me. Why? why i'm so obsessed with being the one who posses yours thoughts, your sights, your looks. Sadly I'm standing here, over this ground, this filthy and lonely ground, yet I'm happy because I have everything, but I'm sad because to you I don't exist anymore, no matter how much I care about you, I'm just invisible, prescindible, ilogical and mad. Your innocent gaze had been always of somebody else, not mine, at least not completely. Those dark brown eyes fulled with charisma and in some moments lust, are not here to look at me, you did never look at me really, only that time in which we met, your curious personality was wondering what was someone like me standing there...Agonizingly enough to love if I love,Though my feelings lose their place
And everyone is seeking out love, we only pass each other by
ok creo q eu mi imagen lo dice todo...detesto a los hombres!!!! dios por que los hiciste tan idiotaS? porque tengo nueva vecina? pork reprobé mate? pk soy tan loser/rara/obsesiva/quejumbrosa/amargada/criticona/..../ INFELIZ? Pork me gusta tanto Kato**? Pk el brasileño se lleva con la(s) fulana(s) de Garza Lagüera -omitiendo lo obvio- ? Porq....soy tan tonta y frágil....mi madre me lo dijo, para que lloras, mejor pnte a trabajar...pero coño me vale madres todo, y la vez no...
**Kato, el mentecato
se cae por ser skato
no jala ni pa' gato
y menos para pato