Frydate

I know that in this night
I will sleep a little less
but I must confess
with this “misfits”
we have no limits
I can laugh
and I be proud
of being part of this split
our “frydate” party

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part of the whole

People aren’t real, when they are sober…
your lack of wisdom
don’t need be explained because you aren’t older
it’s easy to find the reason
all your attention
you spend with the wrong motivation
likes and shares
do you have any idea of who really care?
Good for you
if you don’t give a damn about all this kind of weirdo
but if you do
don’t get mad or sad
you are just part of the whole

Scion

You played that role for years
abusing the good will of the others
fake smile and cold hug
how do you dare call them “brothers”?
spilling your venom thru their ears
turning to gray a life full of colours
you made this game a drug
and your addiction made you the lion
without a kingdom to rule, scion

Typical

Atypical, like the lines below
my mind fly away from this place
pain still hard to swallow
wounds inside my mind screams so loud
that even that I have a key, I can’t open this cage
but my heart can help my mind, and above that heavy cloud
I can find a warm sun, a peace that I can’t describe
but, it’s sad to admit, it’s like hide-and-seek
sometimes, this place it’s so easy to find
sometimes, no matter how hard I try
it’s like a war of ideas, a fall of ideals
but, it’s just a normal minute of my typical day

Zombie Inc.

Like a worm hunting a warm place
to keep the unique thing that have sense
the will of living, the need of breathing
you just keep searching
the perfect match, the (sick word) “crush”
sad to say, or glad to not be part of this
I must say “keep going”
what could be more important
than find heat to warm your cold chest
a hug to protect you from the evil nest
that are this real deadly world
gone, sold, gold, poled
stuck in a river
made by your own tears
so let’s toast for this, cheers
like a worm that need live
you choose to be
just another pathetic zombie
without meaning, just hunting bodies in a touch screen

&Boy

Sad boy, silly boy
old story
same characters
so seat, enjoy
you just need shout
and everybody will look out
even if you don’t have nothing special
you know how to sell this shit all
a yellow smile
a fake hug for awhile
you conquer the trust
and give a damn about the lust
make the others dreams became dust
sad boy, silly boy
think that can be a man
just becase you think?
believe me, isn’t so easy
but, it’s your decision still be silly