Frail Words

Remember the words from who speak in tongues
“love the others like you love yourself”
so why da fuck they are the first ones
to throw the stone and judge everybody else

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Haters gonna hate V.1.1

Haters gonna hate
I already wrote about it
but, man, this is the kind of shit
that never leave
you ask God about peace
and Satan sends a troop of minions and KPoop bands
the hymn it’s about
“Huironghae paparachi da hanagati moduui”
trust me, you don’t want hear it
(sounds like a Pokemon rhyming against his trainer
it’s weird)
so back to the sick reality
you turn on your TV and have another shit like “Big Brother Whatever”
or your (or our, trust me, they look the same…)president puking
misogeny, racism, joke about weather
climatic changes can burn polars bears
but can’t meltdown the stupidity that being fed by years
youtube channels being the new report
of human mediocraty
I know two or three channels that can make you sick
abnormalities about history, science and religion
they reach you by “lucky” algorithm
twerk up your ass and your fingers
twitter used to send MSG that nobody want read
trending topics about how to be more cooler
makes me feel like I am dead
but, unforthnely, I still breathen….

No problem

Girl, I see no problem
to be the fool
just to listen your laugh
and this makes guarantee that I still in heaven
and I can’t see any problem too
to stay away from the path
that I choose years ago
to find death
alone
Cuz, babe
you came with a light
that guides me to a safe place
that I can call home,
and I find it everynight
beetween your arms

Ants

A chillhop playing something without sync
a empty music without heart
but full of meaning
made to touch a mind, not a feeler like me
hypnosis with synthetic things, so sharp that can hurt
wounds maked by our own hands
against the chest,
reach the dead
open up, this coffin that you call breast
you put a farm, full of ants
only candy things can satisfy your hungry
hungry and full of angry
teeths filthy
even lil, insects can dethrone kingdoms
ironic, they don’t eat you or me
we are full of bitter, taste like dead meat
already dead, we vague like zombie
trying to reach another epiphany

Perfum

There’s a black hole around behind me
this evil one smile and speak
about catharsis and epiphany
about how easy it is
to drag me slowly
into a vivid hell
.
Darling, can’t you see
this is the worst kind of hug
that you can bring to me
Darling, won’t you listen
my screams of agony
cuz I shout out in silence
.
Your voice echoes in this room
even demons hunts for a safe doom
it’s all about you, even the bloom
dead and rotten, no perfum
only the death bouquet from your tomb
.
Darling, can’t you see
this is the worst kind of hug
that you can bring to me
Darling, won’t you listen
my screams of agony
cuz I shout out in silence
.

Parallel

Parallel space
where pain and disgrace
can’t reach, can’t touch, can’t take a piece
of our inner peace
a place that we all can wear
our own crowns
and the kingdom
live with no fear
nothing to gain, nothing to give
it’s a fair game
but, it’s possible find this place?

I Guess

I guess
do you have a problem that you want share to
have support and a thousand of “likes” and VR hugs, confess
this kind of affection give chills and makes you do
anything that devil whisper and you
cut the strings of selfcompassion
makes a constant humilation to improve your contamination
to brainless that have nothing to give and less to gain
it’s OK, it’s all right, OK?
it’s all that you can say
to do not corrupt your crowd
so, this is the show?
how many followers do you have?
and how much of them stop and listen to ya
yeah, yeah, the sound of silence sounds so sad…