Persona

Ella se llama Meg y él se llama Bastian.

normal...

invertido

Y ahora me endulzas mi café cuando sabes que lo prefiero amargo

Y ahora venís de visita sorpresa cuando sabes que para sorpresas yo tomo antiácidos

Y ahora venís a cantar canciones de cuna cuando sabes que para dormir prefiero el silencio

Y ahora venís con cara de chucho recién nacido a tratar de darme caldo con el dedo

Ahora soy yo quien te digo, espérate en la puerta, quien quita que yo me mude y vos te enamores del inquilino.

what meets the eye!

He’s quite normal- She said

But normal is just a long time forgotten something. In his eyes, you can see that in his eyes; He’s lost. He’s nowhere to be found, although he does not cry for being lost is all he has ever known and the minute he found that path, that secure path that was leading somewhere they, they took it way. They shattered it. They took on single dream and made from it a nightmare, one that, now, he must be living in without gasping. But, for her, he’s quite normal, she said.

She’s quite beautiful- he said

But what does beautiful means if not one strange, weird, funny thing that happens only in the eyes of the person that is admiring the beauty? She’s not herself in front of the mirror. Her reflection is gorgeous, but also fictitious. And as her tears roll down her face, as she fades away, she really believes that her whole self could be improved by clinical procedures, though almost every girl dreams with a new nose or bigger breasts, she thinks more about getting induced into a comma and waking up buried in some unfamiliar graveyard. But for him, she’s quite beautiful, he said.

This is not the night when they met, this is the moment when they realized that a path could be hidden in some girl’s eyes and that beauty could come from the touch of some guy’s hand, but also that was the moment when they though, in unison “too good to true” But, what’s true anyhow?

If it's too much for you. It is for me too.

This is too much for me

Life is too much for me

When it’s early in the morning

And the sun rises shining

This is too much for me

Life is too much for me

That’s why I’ll make this time happen

I’ll climb the Everest If I must

I’ll be walking, fearless, around Egypt

Even if a sandstorm is coming up

Because it takes courage to admit

This is too much for me

Life is too much for me

And giving my best at something

They say it’s just a given choice

But when life has treated you this kindly

Giving your best is the least you can do

So

If this is too much for you

If life is too much for you

Runaway somewhere

And make simple the complicated

Turn a speech into a sentence

And rest to the shadow of any tree

For I have learned that if life is too much for anyone

You just have to give your best

A las 2

Sé, por tus preguntas, que te incomoda hablarme

También lo sé porque no me siento bien hablándote

No sos lo que soñé

Ni yo

Sos como aceite de coco que usan las modelos para broncearse

Y yo soy como…, no sé como soy.

Hoy volví a sentirme normal

Sólo

Así como antes de conocer… ¿a quién conocí?

Hoy soy yo de nuevo

Pero tan usado

Gastado

Irónico ¿no?

No me imagino en otro lugar

Nunca he estado en otro lugar

Excepto por ese mes que me fui a mis sueños

Ese mes…(suspiro)

Nimodo.

Give me a frame!

 

Hay una flor detras de ti.

¡Cuidado!

"Rescue Team"

This is a song by Johnossi that really got me thinking... do I want anyone to pick me up?  But I'm sure you are not just anyone... you are the one! and once I meet you... there will be no place you can run to! 



Sunrise,sunrise I'm sleepy hard
I should get up to school but I couldn't get out of bed
I never came back alive from the dream that I had
it seemed like every night then,every night

Spoiled,oh yes I've always been wanting more at first sight of your life then the sight of a whore
because it all comes down to the nightmares I've had,
and I don't think you'll understand

I was on the lonliest road girl,yes I was,
you put me back on it,
yeah you did and I will walk here until the end of time
if you don't send a rescue team
but I ain't really sure if I want you to

A new morning arrived,I'm the greatest hero,I felt the comfort
reminding of my time in utero
One creates nothing but two creates one and I kill my half

'Cause I'm the son of a gun girl,yes I am,
on this lonely road girl,that I'm on,
and I will walk here until the end of time
if you don't send a rescue team,
but I ain't really sure if I want you to

No I ain't really sure if I want you to,
perhaps I'd rather be on my own
No I don't think I want you to carry me home

Be Around Me

Does he take you by the hand,

When he knows that you’re scared?

Does he hold you through the night,

Or does he only move away ?

Does he write love letters addressed to you

Just like I’m doing now?

It’s so sad to hear that you are

Not as happy as you might

Be around me

when you’re walking in a straight line

so bored by what’s around

does he lead to new directions

to the kind of places you might like?

Does he kiss you on the forehead,

And make you laugh with a bad old joke?

It’s so sad to hear that you are

Not as happy as you might

Be around me

Be around me

I’m just telling you girl

Be around me

Does he kiss you with passion,

And somehow tenderly at the same time?

Does he make you happy?

Will I make you happy?

I’ll certainly work for it

I’ll certainly give you my best

Just be around me