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Mis neuronas chispean cuando abro los ojos y vuelvo a respirar
Me siento renovada, pues olvide el peso que tenía antes de dormir
Podría sonreír, pero no tarda el filtro en opacarse
Mi mente se carga de pensamientos irracionales
Pierdo hasta mi edad, pues era divertido de pequeña adivinar quién sería
aquellos días de inquieta serenidad
Debería estar feliz, eso fue lo que me prometí cuando quise ponerle sello a mi psiquis
La mañana se hace tarde
Ni siquiera pienso en el segundo para mover el culo y levantarme
Que gran manera de empezar el día echando sal en la herida
Fueron tontas las decisiones que tomé en mi joven vida
Y disfrutaba sentada en la banca estando ciega de la desordenada vista
Aunque se quemara mi pecho y oliera a tinta
¿Ahora cómo aprovecho mis horas?
Si mi cuerpo es tan débil cuando no reacciona
¿Cómo me puedo agotar sin proyectos?
Y recordar de pronto que el día se acaba al final.
Es hipnotizante ver cómo trabaja el resto
Suponen que pienso con ellos avanzar
Cómo me agoto si no tengo trayectos
Y recordar que los meses tienen final
Supongo que es fácil vivir ignorando el contexto
Pero odio que mi vida quieran manejar
Juro que solo no puedo parar de pensar
Sigo actuando como si todos fueran espejos
No
No quiero ver mi reflejo en los ojos de aquellos "necios"
Finjo que mi gesto es inmune
Se hizo simple guardar actitudes
Y aunque esto no es lo que quería escribir
Pasa lo mismo recordar lo que fuí
oohh
Cómo persigo ahora mis sueños
Sabiendo que el tiempo tiene un final
Creo que es algún consuelo
Pensar que un día volveré a empezar.
Ingles
My neurons spark when I open my eyes and breathe again
I feel renewed, because I forgot the weight I had before sleeping
I could smile, but it doesn't take long for the filter to dull
My mind gets loaded with irrational thoughts
I lose up to my age, because it was fun as a little girl to guess who would be those days of restless serenity
I should be happy, that's what I promised myself when I wanted to put a stamp on my psyche
The morning is getting late
I don't even think about the second to move my ass and get up
What a great way to start the day by pouring salt in the wound
The decisions I made in my young life were foolish
And she enjoyed sitting on the bench being blind from the messy view
Even if my chest burned and smelled of ink
Now how do I take advantage of my hours?
If my body is so weak when it doesn't react
How can I get exhausted without projects?
And suddenly remember that the day ends at the end.
It is mesmerizing to see how the rest works
They assume that I think with them to advance
How do I get exhausted if I don't have commutes
And remember that the months have an end
I guess it's easy to live ignoring the context
But I hate that my life wants to handle
I swear I just can't stop thinking
I keep acting like everyone is a mirror
No
I don't want to see my reflection in the eyes of those "fools"
I pretend that my gesture is immune
It became simple to save attitudes
And even though this is not what I wanted to write
It happens the same to remember what I was
oohh
How I'm chasing my dreams now
Knowing that time has an end
I think it's some consolation
To think that one day I will start again.
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