SUPERB
'm a junkie, I love
alcohol
am a gray, I always
alcohol Why is that?
My life is dreary,
sometimes childish, demeaning,
the worst paradigm, a being of evil
say I'm a wretch,
but I do not care, I have to answer:
The drug takes you to heaven or hell,
and confuse the two, sometimes fuciona elements,
Astral travel autosujestiono my feeling.
Ay.
People are suspicious of me, hate me,
say that my words do not work, I am a dangerous man
and maybe it is,
in an ironic sense: I can be evil or love but
devil is the symbol of enlightenment,
of true knowledge and, therefore, pride exalted: animusnocendi. Delivery
hidden power.
What I can do?
I might taste the pain, because I
convert the hate into love,
chaos into order,
under envy,
the error in wisdom and sorrow in a sweet treat.
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