Please don't give up on me
I've already done that so many times
I need to believe that someone still thinks that I worth it
That I worth all the pain
That I am enough.
In my head everyone is gonna leave me someday,
the most of the time I feel an empty space I can't fill
And sometimes is so hard to not give that responsability to another person
Is so hard feeling the same for someone,
because one day I love you and the next day I can make you hate me on purpuse.
Love is the scariest feeling
It's something I can't control.
Everything is too hard, I don't even know who am I the most of the time
I don't feel like anything is real
The whole world is a lie, nothing make any sense
Nothing make any sense.
En un laberinto caminas sin rumbo y a menudo tienes la sensación de ya haber pasado por una determinada zona, tal vez sí pases dos veces por el mismo sitio, sin notarlo, porque cambias la manera de observar cada pequeño detalle. Dentro del laberinto te mantienes pensativo, silencioso, en busca del camino adecuado. He allí el por qué de "taciturno". En este blog te encontrarás sumergido en un laberinto que tiene etapas, guerras en su interior y cambios constantes, entre otros sucesos.