#despersonalization

I'm trying, i guess

But i can't be satisfied with the rest

If i take a long shower, will it pass?

I'll write a full poem

To say nothing

I'll swim in a whole ocean

To try loving

But i can't hang this emotion of absence of power

This pain is so boring

That i feel passed out

I can't understand this reality

With, or without

Myself.

I love people

For real

They are just people, like me

But they feel

I can't receive this love back

I don't deserve it

I feel this feeling like a rope around my neck

I love them

I can hear the crack

They maybe love me back

But they love me?

Or someone else?

I just can't read myself

Or erase myself

Or feel myself

But there's a "be myself"

Behind of each verse

So don't let me endless fall on the universe

I am a hole more than i am a cell

I'm sick about the confusion that i felt

Don't let me stop on Mars

Or let the scars be my stars

Don't let the love be my heart

And the past be my harm

Don't let me confuse myself feeling sick

About to throw up all the feelings here.

I just want to be real.

Elas tentam chegar até mim.

Tentam a todo o custo, com todo o esforço e força que as vozes podem ter.

Se calhar não são as vozes que me tentam alcançar,

Mas sim eu, que tento agarrá-las, capturá-las...

Tento a todo o custo, com todo o esforço e força que eu posso ter.

Mas as vozes, astutas meliantes,

esvanecem-me nos dedos sempre que lhes quase toco.

Talvez tenha de tentar com mais custo, com ainda mais esforço e força...

Talvez eu não esteja a tentar de todo.

Talvez só queira que as vozes cessem,

Que fujam, voem com o vento...

Na verdade, quero que desapareçam,