The... secret

Bien, ayer fue dia de ayuno y hoy lo sera de nuevo :)
Y estoy felíz, gracias anaa n_n
Me siento un poco ansiosa porque no se si lograre mi meta de los 7 días.
Mi record es de seis dias sin absolutamente nada sólido. Y me siento orgullosa a pesar de... la situación. Quiensabee, estoy perdiendo el tiempo en esperar. Pero creo que en este momento tengo que tener un poco de paciencia con esto :), ana no xD Ana es felicidaaad y asi :3. Tengo miedo de enfrentarme con lo que viene ahora (ahora sí hablo de ana n_n) pero pero lo enfrentaré :).



Pave these streets with open arms.
It's always you we have waited on.
The skin. the taste. the drug. the need.
I am asking, telling, you "don't leave."
Erase the lines that we have drawn.
It's always you we have waited on
And waited on, and waited on and on and on and on and on.

These are our words that fill these mouths.
But all the letters of the alphabet could never spell it out.
These palms and frames that we tear through.
To cling to something that is bigger than the failed attempts at you.

Wait. wait. wait.
I don't want to see.
Wait. wait. wait.
I am not the person anyone would want to be.

The perfect shoes with the matching clothes
It is the lie we are always told.
But nothing masks the shallow touch.
Like saying words that cost so much
While you're an addict to the need.
To find yourself a way to breathe.
The sex. the purge. the vein. the look.
To replace feelings that we've took.

These are our words that fill these mouths.
But all the letters of the alphabet could never spell it out.
These palms and frames that we tear through.
To cling to something that is bigger than the failed attempts at you.

Perfection, it's perfection
But never quite enough
And never could disguise
The drugs to make it stay
The wanting in your eyes
The money that you spent
But you are still an accident

We are more than words that fill our mouths
Drink with eyes that tell us the answers that we need

These are our words that fill these mouths.
But all the letters of the alphabet could never spell it out.
These palms and frames that we tear through.
To cling to something that is bigger than the failed attempts at you.

Wait. wait. wait.
I don't want to see.
Wait. wait. wait.
I am not the person anyone would want to be.
Waiting here until you leave