segunda-feira, janeiro 12, 2004

What Is It? (just felt like writing in english)

Is it the lack of timing?
Is it the lack of words?
Is it the lack of a motif?
Is it the lack of courage?
Question marks that cover a lifetime of failure and insecurity. Lucky the world spreads beyond the thick web of love affairs. Unlike the voice who trembles, I don't think it's going to be a glorious day. I don't feel my luck could change. Not for now.