Rough Draft On My Life.

Don't is something romantic,
Nor something surprising...
You know of whom I am speaking,
I know that you feel.

To laugh without stopping of things
That in the end they make you to think
We fail, and the time passes...
Later we laugh when we remember,
That failing or not, we raise.

Why when in let us recoup them,
Something does not forget you?
Scars are wounded,
And the floor already is not deepest
Hole where if it can fall.

We fail, and the time passes...
Later we laugh when we remember.
You know of whom I am speaking,
I know that you feel.

I can't tell you that this
But one was
Or that this already had a burial.
But the end, one day has to come.

I want to age
I want to live,
Without judgment or with fear of something...
I only want to be, as I want to be

I want to age
I want to live
I only want to be,
... as I want to be

Deadly Kitty©