*Both of them*

Both of my kids cried today.
Am I getting to afraid?
What am I doing wrong?
Don't I love them enough?

Why are they walking away?

Why are they running far from me?
They know that I care.
Then, if I know they are scared.
Why am I yelling to them?

They don't spend much time with me.
They said that I don't love them.
But they are my whole life.
How can they say that I don't love them?

Now, the want to hug me no more.
They told me I was wrong.
Just because I am not always right,
that doesn't mean I am always like that.

Why do they cry at night?
They don't even miss me.
How are they getting along with life?
I can't even live without they kissing me.

Things are not getting any better,
I am just failing as their mother.
I want to hold them tight,
and wait for things to change their way back.

But I know that things are only going on my mind.

Paranoia is now my best friend,
and she is always with me.
My kids don't have any time to spend,
because they are afraid to become a little bit like me.

Their feelings are colder now,
they didn't even recognize me.
I am their mother even if I am not good at it,
and it doesn't matter how many times they try to forget it.

Now, they are trying to forget their past,
trying to erase that bad family.
With a new life made a blast,
and a new mother, a brand new family.

*Dejé a mi corazón*

Abandoné a mi corazón,
lo dejé a su suerte.
Lo dejé con el,
con el solamente.

Prometimos cuidarlo,
juntos por siempre.
Pero el abandonarlo
siempre cruzó por mi mente.

Estaría mi corazón
conciente de mi abandono,
o estaría viviendo
sin pena ni asombro.

Cuando lo tenía
no lo quería cerca
ahora que se ha ido
lo quiero de vuelta.

¿Estará seguro?
¿El será feliz?
No puedo juzgarlo,
sino regresa a mi.

No tengo poder sobre el,
pero me encanta creer que si.
Tiene mas poder el sobre mi,
que lo que yo un día creí.

Extraño su aroma,
y sus latidos en mi.
Extraño su forma,
lo que me hacia vivir.

Si de verdad me extraña,
debe regresar.
Porque a el lo amo,
como nadie he llegado a amar.

Tiene mi palabra
de que no lo volveré a defraudar,
pero no lo culpo
si no puede volver a confiar.

Tiene toda mi vida,
pendiendo de sus manos.
Y es que mi corazón y yo,
nunca debimos separarnos.

*ada nada nadas*

Duele... duele buscar la perfeccion... Porque sabemos que no somos perfectos, pero aun asi seguimos. Seguimos el camino que creemos que es el bueno, el que nos creamos con el fin de la felicidad eterna. Existira esa felicidad? Existira el bienestar que todos buscan? Yo creo que si, que es cuestion de tiempo que para todo tenga su orden. Aun cuando llegue algo mas grande que lo opaque siempre seguiremos el patron que creamos en primer lugar.
CHAS!
ya esta

*Lilith*

Although she suffers, she doesn't express her pain.
She deserves to remain calm and quiet.
She deserves all my love.
That loveless girl that doesn't know how to get dress.