Looking at you trough the glass

He leído mucho y aquí me encuentro desorientado, desesperado y con falta de tiempo, ese maldito que pasa cada vez más rápido frente a mis ojos y me castiga por no estar donde quisieran que esté.

Quiero leer mucho más y "tengo" tantas cosas que hacer, tantas cosas que odio, odio dar explicaciones y ser cuestionado, me carga que leer no sea una de esas cosas que tengo que hacer.

Anoche tuve un sueño tan familiar, poderoso, desgarrador, revelador y desorientador que me hizo darme cuenta que aquí puedo ser tanto quien quiera como yo mismo y puedo reeditarlo todo, acá las cosas son tan reales como yo quiero que sean.

Hoy puedo escribir sobre ti tantas cosas y mañana ni siquiera recordar cómo es tu rostro, o puedo recordarte para siempre y cada vez que entres aquí encontrarás algo para ti, me pregunto si te das cuenta de cuántas de las palabras que tienes frente a ti, son para ti.

Looking at you trough the glass, miss Lennon.

Estoy aquí ya sentado en la página siguiente, con un recuerdo cada vez más borroso de tu rostro, escuchando canciones nuevas, leyendo y viviendo nuevas experiencias, fue lindo mientras duró, no se por cuánto tiempo lo recordaré, pero si se que cada vez lo recuerdo menos, fue un sueño, nada más.

I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
Oh God it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

How do you feel? That is the question
But I forget you don't expect an easy answer
When something like a soul becomes initialized
And folded up like paper dolls and little notes
You can't expect a bit of folks

So while you're outside looking in
Describing what you see
Remember what you're staring at is me

'Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

How much is real? So much to question
An epidemic of the mannequins, contaminating everything
We thought came from the heart
But never did right from the start
Just listen to the noises
(Null and void instead of voices)

Before you tell yourself
It's just a different scene
Remember it's just different from what you've seen

I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
And all I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

'Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
And all I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

And it's the stars
The stars that shine for you
And it's the stars
The stars that lie to you

I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
Oh God it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

'Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

And it's the stars
The stars that shine for you, yeah
And it's the stars
The stars that lie to you, yeah

And it's the stars
The stars that shine for you, yeah
And it's the stars
The stars that lie to you, yeah yeah

Who are the stars?
Who are the stars that lie?

Todo suena más bonito en inglés, con un café, un cigarro y esperando un vuelo a ninguna parte.

I'm out.