I have been traveling a lot to get to here,
and at times spears would hit near
my heart, sometimes even so close
and it’s when I’d lose it the most,
I’d stay on purpose lost,
no reason to fight them back
these self-igniting flames
that made my mind lose track
and keep play the usual thoughts.
Have i known pain?
Ask me yesterday and I’d say,
YES, ask me years ago, the same
but ask me today
and you get a smile in your face.
But who knows what my answer tomorrow is
i don’t control my brain, these
insecurities talk to me,
not everyday you see,
some days they whisper,
and other days they scream
they're wiping away my dreams.
I'm glad we're today
because I have the power to stay awake
today I believe I’m sane
so what I say should matter to my brain.
No I haven't known pain!
I don’t know what's it's like when your father has been taken away,
and it feels your faith was betrayed
and you have a crying mother at home
and a sister and a brother,
and God in that moment how you'd rather
spill the rain in you lap,
but you don’t, you must wipe theirs.
No I don’t know pain,
I'm alive, I'm sitting on my chair,
not like this girl whose skin gets cold
and wipes away, every day, some more
underground,won't see another sunshine
because some fool decided to overdose with wine.
I don’t know pain.
But I lie to everyone she’s my friend, even to myself.
And then I accept her fully in my days.