domingo, 30 de junio de 2013

25 Years Old

This one is another special one because as its title says, I wrote it two days after reaching a special age, the age of 25, a quarter of a century

25 years ago
I saw the light
For the first time,
I got out from my mom's womb
One morning of September
In 1986,
This is a special year,
The year of my silver wedding,
The year I reach my first
Quarter of a century,
And it hasn't been easy
To live this part of my life.
I don't know
If its a third
Or a quarter of my life.
I'll Never know it
Till the day I die.

25 years ago
The world knew me
And when he saw I was different,
He punished me,
He made things difficult to me,
I felt my fate was to suffer,
I even thought about suicide
But I never did it,
Well, I didn't have the balls
But I also thought about my closes
I thought I'd punished them unfairly,
But here I am,
look at me,
a thousand times I fell, a thousand times
I stood up,
And I get no doubt about
Keeping like this,
I feel my life has finished
Just in her first part.

I feel the power
Of just 25 years alive,
That's just the end of a cycle,
It's the first link of a long chain,
And I know
Something good waits for me
Many good things wait for me
All along the rest of my life.

That is what makes me feel
This irresistible force,
The irresistible force
Of the desire to live.






September 20th, 2011

1:56 AM