Nothing will change

Choose one word. One word that will suit you.
Write it down to a paper and stick it to your back
Get out of your home.
Everyone is looking at you.
Why? Because of this paper.
Choose carefully what you’ll write
Do you feel shame, do you feel proud? It doesn’t matter.
Everyone will judge you by the word you have chosen.
It doesn’t matter if they know you or they don’t.
Judgements are judgements.
Keep walking with your head up.
Everyone is laughing at you.
Till the end of the day you will have thrown the paper away
Because that’s our world.
Nothing seems to change all those years.

Feel scared

Run. Stop. Look back.
Lights are moving.
You feel scared.
I feel scared.
Keep running until the dawn.
And then we will stop.
I’ll let your hand down.
I’ll stop carrying you with me.
I will let myself free.
Free from your shackles.
You will feel betrayed.
You will stop believe in love.
You will feel scared
Feel scared once again.
Life’s always hard for you.

Slumdog Millionaire

Jamal Malik is a street kid (or "slum dog") who has landed an appearance on India's version of the hit TV game show WHO WANTS TO BE A MILLIONAIRE? Jamal exceeds expectations on the show, and the producers alert the police after they become suspicious of his methods. The young contestant is subsequently arrested and is interrogated at the hands of a nameless police inspector. As the interrogation proceeds, Boyle tells Jamal's story through harrowing flashbacks that both show the terrible poverty of Mumbai and help explain how he knew the answers to the MILLIONAIRE questions. SLUM DOG MILLIONAIRE is a tightly woven story that has been expertly edited into shape. The contrast between Jamal's upbringing and his chance of escaping it on the show are adeptly juxtaposed. Mumbai is portrayed as a place of terrifying poverty and unforgettable brutality, and Jamal and his brother get into a never-ending succession of challenging situations. But the way Boyle ties together Jamal's life experiences with his answers on the show is quite brilliant, and the film really does run the full gamut of emotions as we see him growing up, falling in love, coming close to death, and teetering on the brink of escaping from his terrible predicament. A hard-to-resist movie...

My throne is there, I'm not.

Trying to collect my thoughts
Seems easier than before
Everything clearer in my head.
Maybe is the drinks that made it
Feeling dizzy among the smoke
My cigarette speaks, not me
I want to scream till my lungs get sore
But I drown my sorrow once again
Help me find the way
I’m helpless without someone to blame
You were always the easy way
But now you seem too far away.
Pour myself into the roads
Headlights make me crawl
Trying to run between the lines
You push me up against the sides.
Dogs barking to me like never before
It’s difficult for me to run along
No heart, no breath, no strength to carry on
My throne is there but I’m not.

Bring back home

Outside the window, rain starts to fall
my heart still beating at the same spot
feeling the beat out of my chest
getting hard, getting strong.
Ready to explode.
You run down the stairs
looking me holding my breath.
You scream for help
but no one’s there.
I look your shape
something wrong with you
You wear the crown that people told me so.
So powerless to move,
My heart keeps beating slow and slow.
Waiting for you to bring me back home.
You show me the path I have to choose.
Ignoring you for last time make me feel youth
You were my princess, my heart
The one I’ll always love.

When the blue burns orange

It's 6:25 in the morning and i still can't sleep.. I’m looking outside the window and starring the almost empty roads.I'm thinking all about those people who are awake even for getting ready for their jobs or they just can't sleep or at least they're getting back home after a drink... For others is a pleasure for others just a routine. So whatever it might be everyone see the same thing.. We are becoming one with the silence.. The time is 6:35 and the first glance is coming out on the scene. Now the sky is orange and i turn back time and I long for all those beautiful moments that i have lived so far.. I'm thinking about my friends and all the funny things we did together as we have been in school.. So beautiful years have past and I'm wondering how life will be from now on.. I suppose and i hope that it will be much better...I put an eye on the clock and the time is 6:50 and the blue burns orange...That's it... All the thoughts are gone..The light hide everything.. The time between orange and blue is the right time to make thoughts and never let them known.. Is just you and the sky.. So that's the best period of the day to put yourself against you and make your self-criticism...Everything you had inside, even if that is pain or something else you have to treat it right. This is your pain, it's right here, it's real. Don't deal with it the way those dead people do! You have all the time you need to make things right..So begin from today.. When the blue burns orange something new is created...

You'll be fine

Hold my hand. Don’t feel guilty

Love is ours that is not secret.

This is the spark inside my hands

That makes your body come undone.

I hear your whispers every night.

Every night I have to lie.

Taking pills to get asleep

Because your kiss is not for me.

Waiting patiently by the door

To hear your keys unlock the door.

Embrace my shadow until it’s gone

And lock the door before you go.

Our love seems like it’s sick today

Close that window before it’s late.

Let me destroy everything I own

Without me you’ll be fine. I know..