When my own clouds are too loud carry
I try to figure out who I really am or simply who i am not
You know this world is so severe when you don´t wanna learn to be someone else
This is what we face when stereotypes break the glass that shows our real nature
Because half of people are anchored in an ocean that generates a passion of perfection
Did you know that my mind, as well as my heart, is meaningless?
The chains of happiness are broken in this run for personality
I don´t really know how´s right or wrong
I looks like wrongness has reached many people now
I´m maybe just an idealist prick who wants to break up the dreams of this nation
How can i be happy when you force me not to accept who I am physically?
Your affection is like a dirty screen
Keep filtering the preconceived image that this society has to give you
With this pockets full of lies, another blind woman thinks she´s worth it
She´s in fact cavered with sadness
She hopes one day she´ll become one of these statues that no one disdains
A legacy of shame left for her by the symbol of perfection
This is the path of beauty
This is how the people must live their lives today
This is society
This is my cancer
The truth hasn´t been told