We crave for attention, love and acceptance
And even though we won’t admit it,
Our body can’t deny it
He speaks loudly what the mind’s hiding
Each time we experience reject, ignorance and hate
So our soul keeps walking next to our path
And claiming we’re real, big and pious enough
But no, really, you’re not
And all the stuff that surrounds you expresses this nonsense
You keep looking for that thing which can solve your mystery
Missing out what’s inside you
Shining in the dark
Putted there by the Master of this life and next
I’m not talking about truth but reality
About light but obscurity
And beyond all of that, I’m lost in translation
Cause I don’t know what we’re waiting for
Someone that will love us more than we do ?
As if we need that signal to accept our flesh ?
A sign that will guide us into the storm ?
Or Kafka himself who will knock at our door to kick us out ?
I really don’t know why we’re acting like fools
Hurting ourselves and the people we claim to love
The love of the self is a poetry
Writed by God before our nativity
A key to His acknowledgement through our own
A path to love the universe
And this romance doesn’t allow any bully
Especially when it’s the soul who bully herself,
Who bully herself.