i'm a prisoner
of word's unsaid
just lonely feelings
locked away in my head
i trap myself further
everytime i stay quiet
i should start to speak
but istop and stay silent
and now i have made my own hard bed
inside a prisoner of words unsaid
i am a P.O.W.
not a prisoner of war
a prisoner of words
like a soldier
i'm a fighter
yet only a puppet
mostly i only say
what tu wanna hear
could tu take it if i came clear?
o would yourather see me
stoned on a drug of the M.I.A.
i guess that's what i am
scraping this cold earth
for a piece of myself
For Peace in myself
of word's unsaid
just lonely feelings
locked away in my head
i trap myself further
everytime i stay quiet
i should start to speak
but istop and stay silent
and now i have made my own hard bed
inside a prisoner of words unsaid
i am a P.O.W.
not a prisoner of war
a prisoner of words
like a soldier
i'm a fighter
yet only a puppet
mostly i only say
what tu wanna hear
could tu take it if i came clear?
o would yourather see me
stoned on a drug of the M.I.A.
i guess that's what i am
scraping this cold earth
for a piece of myself
For Peace in myself
Is it okay to be
.....unwanted?
I go to mami,
To see if she
Loved me.
"you should
Be old enough
To know that
A girl who
más belongs as
A maid at a
White house
Because she is
A Mexican like
tu that I don't
amor you. I
Never wanted you"
I go to papi who
I call often.
" papi do you
amor me?"
Papi said,
"How could I love
A girl like tu who
Is half the white race?
You'll bring dishonor
To my familia. I
Never wanted tu I
Never did."
So I lay down on
My foster mothers bed
With tears in my eyes.
My new mami loves me
But why couldn't my
White mami amor me?
Do tu know how it is
To be unwanted? I do...
But know I am found....
Note: this short story is fictional. :)
.....unwanted?
I go to mami,
To see if she
Loved me.
"you should
Be old enough
To know that
A girl who
más belongs as
A maid at a
White house
Because she is
A Mexican like
tu that I don't
amor you. I
Never wanted you"
I go to papi who
I call often.
" papi do you
amor me?"
Papi said,
"How could I love
A girl like tu who
Is half the white race?
You'll bring dishonor
To my familia. I
Never wanted tu I
Never did."
So I lay down on
My foster mothers bed
With tears in my eyes.
My new mami loves me
But why couldn't my
White mami amor me?
Do tu know how it is
To be unwanted? I do...
But know I am found....
Note: this short story is fictional. :)
I'm Trying to be me
Why can't I be?
I'm trying to mostrar
why can't this feeling go?
Ohh... can't tu see?
I'm trying to be me
No matter If you're short o tall
No matter If tu have this all
Just have your life with whom tu want
No matter what people has to say
and just mover on, on your way
Everybody has something to share
and everybody has someone to care... about
people could be real with you
and mostly they could courtesy you
Just forget about them
No matter if you're punk o rock
No matter if tu have a bad look
Just have your life with whom tu want
No matter what people has to say
and just mover on, on your way
Just forget...just forget... Just forget
what people has to say
and just mover on, on your way!
Why can't I be?
I'm trying to mostrar
why can't this feeling go?
Ohh... can't tu see?
I'm trying to be me
No matter If you're short o tall
No matter If tu have this all
Just have your life with whom tu want
No matter what people has to say
and just mover on, on your way
Everybody has something to share
and everybody has someone to care... about
people could be real with you
and mostly they could courtesy you
Just forget about them
No matter if you're punk o rock
No matter if tu have a bad look
Just have your life with whom tu want
No matter what people has to say
and just mover on, on your way
Just forget...just forget... Just forget
what people has to say
and just mover on, on your way!