Que onda con el mundial...?

Wake me up

I’m alive

But I’m not seeing

I just look back

cause life is passing

Through this tunnel of dark

And I can’t see the light

Maybe I’m just blind

Or maybe there’s no light

I confuse with some bugs or some lightning stars

But I see nothing I see no light!

Sometimes warm air tells me I’ll be all right

And some times the storm just blows my mind

I need a thunder to show me that

there’s something good to keep the walk

If I can’t find it …would this be “life”?

I guess emptiness will occupy my heart

Isn’t sadness an art?