Lost Worlds

Sorry Figure - Lost Worlds

Senseless to light the flame of a human being

Searching things to do in this empty room

And the only thing that cheers me up are your drawings in my

notebook

I need your sorrow for all the days of tomorrow

I didn't want to say that but i will try again

Having to accept and think things are funny even if they are not

even a bit amusing

And again these smiles do not attract me, looking for words to

explain my insecurities

The days passing by without nothing new, without one victory

I'll try to forget how you went away and think in summer that

you will not come

But this will carry me further than a conversation about lost

words

In my past there are so many of your things and nothing that i

can see

On the time we left behind is my sense; chains that never break

Ideas that are not lost, begin to hurt myself to be nearer to

whom i like

It's called ideal, what you say about me would it be what i

think about myself?

Would i find the answer to not be alone?