Don't leave me alone in the darkness waiting for me to dissappear. Please don't say goodbye. Don't push me away with the thought of me being better that way, with the thought of you being the devil. In every darkness there's suppossed to be light, that's what makes it shine. We're dying and living at the same time, don't you notice? You can see the bad or the good side, but there will always be two, both of them, they are real, it's not your imagination. Maybe you can see them both instead of only one, maybe you can be prepared for everything that's coming in your whole life. You can be anything you want, or you can be everything you hate. You choose. What to see and what to think. What to believe. It's right there, in you. The whole world it's inside your head, believe it is what you're creating, and paint in colors or black and white, and run far away from everyone you've ever met, even you. Imagine sparks all over you, and everything glowing, and everything shining, and then it stops. But all you have to know is, it stops because of you. You make the train keep going just as you make it stop whenever you want. But you have to believe it, hear me when I tell you, you make your own reality, just as I make mine. Well, maybe I made you this way, and maybe I'm the reason of all of it. Maybe it's you, because I created you, believe me when I tell you, that if this is real, that if the truth is you exist because I made you, you're the best, most detailed, beautiful, funny and warm character I could ever invent in my whole imaginary life.
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