APOLOGY TO MY IMAGINATION

Hypocrisy with the words spoken to you

Apology to the feelings which will never

I have no freedom to express myself

And you doubt me forever

You do not know what I'm capable

Doubts and questions my talent

Words stupid it comes and sings

I thought it was going to be the same or different

Hypocrisy of the soul that I took it

Apology to the arguments that I missed

When I was not to express leber

She came and said you have one more chance ...

Show what you feel

Show that you do not kill

Show that you do not hurt

Show that you do not hate

And ... do not cry tonight

She realized that I was not afraid

I knew what I was capable of my talent

She listens to what I had said

I knew it would be the same or completely different

Hypocrisy imagination

Apology dead reality

I am free to fly

Their doubts are over

Now you can bleed

Your head may explode

You can laugh

She knows all of my suicide

You prune ignore what I write

Poems of the soul it will never have

Fantasy the drawings

Never ends

Though I'd die

Compositor: Carlos Eduardo Borges