I don’t already dance,  I don’t already laugh, and even i don’t cry truly,

My sofa is my home, life is suffocating me, suffocating that I am not in it.

My body is at home, my mind is hardly lost,  my heart is hiding,  and my being is about to explode.

Exploding by sour of emotions and feelings that I can’t  control, and they make me go away from this world.

“Ya no bailo, ya no río y ya casi no lloro de verdad.
El sofá se ha convertido en mi hogar, la vida me esta ahogando, ahogando de no estar.
Mi cuerpo esta en mi casa, mi mente medio pérdida está, mi corazón escondido, y mi ser a punto de estallar.
Estallar de dolor de emociones y sensaciones que no puedo controlar, y hacen que de este mundo me aleje cada vezona más. 

09/04/2016 https://dreamschanges.wordpress.com

 

 

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