Una canción sin nombre

Always mad/I see what it isn´t there
Always mad/Can´t see what it´s in there

Walking,walking/Don´t know why
Where am I going with all these stuff?
Running,running/Don´t know where
Where am I running if all this sucks?

Breathing and living has lost its sense.
If you have felt it you´ll understand.

Too much theory...FOR WHAT?!
Too much work...FOR WHAT?!
SORRY BUT I´M NOT LISTENING! NOT LISTENING TO YOU!
WHAT DID YOU SAY?!WHAAAT?!!!I DON´T UNDERSTAND!!
LEAVE ME ALONE, OK???? LEAVE ME ALOOOONE!!!

The pain that made me strong...is breaking me
The tears I did not cry...are falling
The words I did not say..are screaming !
Screaming, ´cause I´m not ok!
I´m drowning...

I didn´t know I had legs to runaway from life...
I´m dying slowly...

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Usted que está leyendo estas líneas(si es que no es ciego)...usted oye una voz dando discursos en su cabeza.A esa voz póngale una melodía que fluctúe entre lo triste y lo onírico.¿Comprende?Entonces, prosiga.Imagine cosas.La imaginación es un bote salva-vidas,nunca está de más tenerla.Hermoso refugio,¿no?
Bueno,lo dejo con lo suyo.Tengo labores:vagar...usted sabe.Hasta luego.Disfrute de su melodía,la radio nunca la tocará.