The passage of years can hurt
By Eduardo A. Valencia
The things that mattered
Time withered
Are we still okay?
I know that deep down
I am still
the same as yesterday
But I must confess
If I could go back
I would not choose the same
I'm selfish
Always thinking of me
So why do you cry so much heart?
If everything I do is for you
Tell me... can we endure?
because in this one, it seems, just not.
In this life we could not win
We had to lose, stay behind.
I can't lie to you, sweetheart,
sometimes I want to leave
I'm scared to continue
You know that cold winter
It chilled my skin and living reason.
I no longer believe in anything or anyone
That time when I tried in love
That like crazy I fell in love
Change my job change my life
fight against everything and everyone
and my entire soul I gave to her
She didn't love me well
Years have passed and it still hurts,
It burns me, and it poisons me
Turn every slight illusion
in a volcano of doubts and fear.
I'm used to keeping quiet and holding on
Vent to myself
Only in my room
Scratching doodles in my notebook
I'm amazed that they make a great song.
With trite phrases of pain and spite
That I act and sing to the mirror like a mime with my hands.
In silence, just moving my mouth
just as crazy without my voice being heard.
Just feeling very deeply each
word that I write, that comes out of
Pain threshold
Because that's how you heal
a real man ,
In his silence, without showing tears
Without walking on the street drunk,hurting, just giving a show.
This is how you suffer alone,
In the dark, in the silence
Without worrying the family
Without worrying anyone.
Although many times
on my knees between tears I walked
On the ground, collecting,
Bits of my soul
In early mornings like this.
Time withered
Are we still okay?
I know that deep down
I am still
the same as yesterday
But I must confess
If I could go back
I would not choose the same
I'm selfish
Always thinking of me
So why do you cry so much heart?
If everything I do is for you
Tell me... can we endure?
because in this one, it seems, just not.
In this life we could not win
We had to lose, stay behind.
I can't lie to you, sweetheart,
sometimes I want to leave
I'm scared to continue
You know that cold winter
It chilled my skin and living reason.
I no longer believe in anything or anyone
That time when I tried in love
That like crazy I fell in love
Change my job change my life
fight against everything and everyone
and my entire soul I gave to her
She didn't love me well
Years have passed and it still hurts,
It burns me, and it poisons me
Turn every slight illusion
in a volcano of doubts and fear.
I'm used to keeping quiet and holding on
Vent to myself
Only in my room
Scratching doodles in my notebook
I'm amazed that they make a great song.
With trite phrases of pain and spite
That I act and sing to the mirror like a mime with my hands.
In silence, just moving my mouth
just as crazy without my voice being heard.
Just feeling very deeply each
word that I write, that comes out of
Pain threshold
Because that's how you heal
a real man ,
In his silence, without showing tears
Without walking on the street drunk,hurting, just giving a show.
This is how you suffer alone,
In the dark, in the silence
Without worrying the family
Without worrying anyone.
Although many times
on my knees between tears I walked
On the ground, collecting,
Bits of my soul
In early mornings like this.
