What do I do with myself?
What do I do!?
I smile while my
eyes are full
of tears,
what about me?
I ask my self,
Nothing
If i do not belive
in now..
And maybe one day I will,
I will be happy
in the arms of a memory!
Life has its own way
to heal pains of life.
A way unknown
to the uman eyes!
But very well
known to the soul.
Sometimes if a feeling
transfoms in disappointment
even if at times
fear is stronger than
that feeling
it's worth living
living and living
life needs to be lived
waiting for
once again that feeling
hoping it won't disappoint you!
How much joy
how many pains will I
hide behind a mask?
A question with no answer
that lingers in the infinite spaces of time
the road is long but the soul is tired
tired of hiding behind a mask
a tear on a late smile!
I look at the memory's pictures
I pause
to think of all those who
aren't with me anymore,
a smile a tear
and the thought
of life!
I watch them on a photo
part of life, once
my life...
I smile at a tear,
souvenirs of life in my soul,
soul that holds the pain,
a smile that dries a tear
while I learn that
the essential is
always putting your soul and
passion in all
we do
only that way we won't have regrets
of the people who have
touched our lives.