Can’t say I haven’t tried.
I went to your closet and broke down your walls.
I did try. With no restraints.
I did what you wanted, no questions asked.
I just can’t understand the probability inside the facts.
Not logical, perhaps.
You came and took everything with you.
The cause I can’t explain, I just wish I could.
Give me your reasons for not having granted me with your truth.
I’ll forget and put aside those answers they give me.
Like they give away laws.
You have the right to remain silent.
I need you to realise what you haven’t done for me.
Along with your non-words, lies have kept me in company.
Without you I can’t endure those lies.
No more.
The velocity of the world keeps ringing in my head.
Like no other before.
I made a discovery.
I’ve unravelled your silence.
Became wise and wishfull.
I shouldn’t.
No hopes were granted, no words were taken.
I’ll write an article reporting on your common sense.
Those behaviours you hide and those you keep alive for me.
Stretch your arms and lay them on my neck.
I want you to feel what is like to trap someone.
In a spider web.
Before leaving.
I’ll make sure you’ll get hurt.
What to do with a freedom you don’t know how to use?
Get real or dye trying.
Go to nowhere fast.
I went to your closet and broke down your walls.
I did try. With no restraints.
I did what you wanted, no questions asked.
I just can’t understand the probability inside the facts.
Not logical, perhaps.
You came and took everything with you.
The cause I can’t explain, I just wish I could.
Give me your reasons for not having granted me with your truth.
I’ll forget and put aside those answers they give me.
Like they give away laws.
You have the right to remain silent.
I need you to realise what you haven’t done for me.
Along with your non-words, lies have kept me in company.
Without you I can’t endure those lies.
No more.
The velocity of the world keeps ringing in my head.
Like no other before.
I made a discovery.
I’ve unravelled your silence.
Became wise and wishfull.
I shouldn’t.
No hopes were granted, no words were taken.
I’ll write an article reporting on your common sense.
Those behaviours you hide and those you keep alive for me.
Stretch your arms and lay them on my neck.
I want you to feel what is like to trap someone.
In a spider web.
Before leaving.
I’ll make sure you’ll get hurt.
What to do with a freedom you don’t know how to use?
Get real or dye trying.
Go to nowhere fast.
P.S. - escrito com alguém em particular no pensamento.
dedicado a alguém algures neste mundo.
