10 abril, 2011

Who is it?

Skies turned real blue this spring,
I don't even know for what I'm living here
red colors in my mind, I don't really like red
Sometimes I like the breeze in my head,
Sometimes I'm not afraid of heights anymore

Wishing to feel normal
I'm not known as an ordinary person
I have the average look but I'm a cuckoo
I feel like the time bomb, about to explode

Rookie by members,
Am i really that person?
Who is it? I keep saying
I don't really get what I'm supposed to say
Neither what I'm supposed to feel

Exits are all over the way
questions are a matter of time
Hobbies, whatever! other people here says
Why not? Who is it?

Getting used to it... wrong practice?
Whoever tells me the opposite I actually won't fight
Losing all kinds of worries, feels unusual right?

I hesitate all the time, Am I doing ok?
Can feel the pressure all the time, that totally sucks
My friends apart, my life hasn't come yet
That's just the way I feel

Where is it, Who is it?
Mr. Mrs. Who mind it?
I want to be part of it
Adulthood says hi to me
Of course I like youth,
but I got tired of same tricks.