I am a solitary woman,
that nobody knows
I live in a solitary shell
my shell
where nobody goes
My mind is in a deep shadow
to cross it over is not allowed
it’s thick and never fades away
I can’t even talk aloud
cause I’m afraid of revenge
which I try to soften with a pray
My heart is broken in pieces
is life the only guilty? maybe not;
maybe I am the real guilty
I’m the one that write the plot
of this pathetic play
where I am covered with a rotten quilt.
Will this fate my fucking fate?
only the fate knows the ropes…
no way! It can’t be this way.
is it fade that choose the popes?
I don’t think so, and I am stuck
the only color I can see is gray.
Please, my mind, I beg you
I know how to carry on
leave me alone, go ahead
I can’t be your robot clone
I got the strength to fight for
solitude doesn’t make me sad.
Claudia Fernandes
30 de novembro de 2008
