happiness

happiness

des jambes brisée

my brains brains (?)

brains brains

i used to think my brain... well it was mine

so one day i told my brain

"stop breathing"

but nothing happened

then i realize...

"my brain" hardly does anything that i ask him to do,

in reality i do almost everything he wants!

so now i think,

i am a prisoner of my brain!

Rebelion de las armas

Rebelion de las armas

Mr.BipolarBallonFace

Mr.BipolarBallonFace

there is a man with a ballon face

one moment he is happy, the next one he is sad

beware of not cross him when he seems mad;

he is bipolar

and he lives with a great fear:

that one day he might be too happy,

or maybe too angry

and his head will explode

the way home

the way home

i tried to find my way home

so i walked,

i walked & i walked & i walked

then i realize

i didn't know where it was

i missed the bus

 

i missed the bus you were laid on your back