Descubriendo nuevas formas de perpetuarlo

Todo parece tan confuso últimamente,
descolocada frente a todo lo que debo hacer,
debo pero no puedo, no quiero,
hay meses en los que estoy latente en el tiempo,
nadie ni nada me atraviesa,
una zombie con nombre propio y sin ganas de hacerlo valer.

en estos días conocí el trabajo de Frusciante el cual me atrapó
una persona que caminó por los bordes y hoy se encuentra entero...

Tengo 30 años y si dejaría de existir,
no tendría nada que legar al mundo que me rodea...
¿es necesario dejar algo? ¿trascender de alguna manera?

me pregunto si alguna vez alguien.



The scratches of a dark night
The rashes of foresight
And I wanted you
The weight of my freezing
I had come to you
The face I was given
I have no similarities to
The spaces in the law look
Like the faces in a word book
I get by
The matches of opportunities
The last thing I've never seen
And I scream it to you
The pain I was needing
Was sort of true
The one aim I was clearing
Was the walls that grew
The crazes I overlooked
The leans into the kook

And I did
And I was screaming bloody murder
When the charges came
And I stopped by the road side
'Cuz this is from wehere I came
My God but it's so far away
It would seem
accidents have gone
straight to you
And you've changed
your point of view
And the places you're going to
I got Crowded
I get crowded
And I'm so glad that you're mine
It twists up the fabric of time
And I'm useless
And your faces are bodies
And your hands are feet
Let me roll around
In things I can't believe
But I tried
Yes I tried
And I tried
You know I tried