Tuesday, August 11, 2009

bad goblin

you don't know a bit about me, you don't know i live in new york, don't care about what i´m writing, you don't care about my needs even there's some very basic.
all you care its about you, and love its nothing if you only live it for yourself, love is a master collection of hits and i think i am good at it, because you can tell any shit at me but i was waiting for you all this time, and you were the one who decides to come back, you make it happen, i just fall because i was fallen from the beginning.
you dumped me because all you care its you, everything that you say its all about you, its not even about your girl its about you, maybe you learn to never cry, and to never love, but just because you morph into something like that it doesn't mean everyone its like you.
i learn a lot about love and my hits are the greatest, i think in love we do anything for that other person, and i did what i could for you and for my little girl, i was back at you to be with her too, and i get into your world, going to your house and being with your family, looking even the series you like, and being with you, not going anywhere just with you two.
but it means so little to you, you want more and more, and want me to be someone i am not, when you complain about so many things like take me to my job, you expose yourself, i will never complain about anything i done for you.
i learn to live transparent that's why i cant post in the web whatever i do. you still the same with secrets, with the broken soul, how could it be possible that you buy things when i hardly got something to eat. that its not love, and i don't blame you for not feeling in it buy why play with a heart that is so huge why making the same thing again and again its a shame duende... goblins are so silly....
you always tell bad things about me, to the people around you, and i really learn no to care i am used to that but i hope someday you tell the truth to the only one who cares for our love...