sábado, 19 de janeiro de 2008


Clean paper

Dirty mind

You’ve never seen

I mess of this kind

Black thoughts

White sheets

Good intentions

Bad deeds

As good as it gets

I can turn heaven into hell

You may want me to leave

You want me close as well

I don’t know what I want

I just know what I feel

Sometimes I just want to vanish

Sometimes I wish this is not real

Some people may call me crazy

Some others see me as a saint

I mean everything I say

But I didn’t do everything I meant

And no matter what you say

No matter what you see

I’m a lovely chaos

Just yearning you to love me.

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