In the morning waking up
dreaming to see your face.
But instead I see bloody writings that says
'Try to keep your head up'.
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¿what could I do?
I try and I try
I want to be yellow but I can't change my blue.
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I wish it could be different
with eyes in my pocket.
My ghost creeping into an alien rocket
as he questions if we could be friends.
Destiny Alegre.
