i bought myself a digital camera, so i have now a digital way to manage time,
i can take a picture of you now and erase it later as you go on and forget about me,
like there is nothing wrong...like there is nothing wrong....
you have left and i'm still here...where have you gone?
once you left i've been spending all this time thinking about my mediocrity
and everything i have not done yet...
esta noche estoy solo..says the poem and today i'm living it as if it was a new
method to stay awake...
maybe...just maybe...one day you'll understand me and see that everything
i do is just to keep you ''happy''...to keep you safe...
i try....i really do try..but it seems it's just not enough..so i'm sorry if i can't
be the person, the girl you've always wished for...