Fisiologia reversa

Querer comer, mas não ter fome.
Ir para a cama e não pregar os olhos.
Espirrar estando de boca cheia.
Ficar triste em dia de sol.
Não chorar em filme de drama.
Estar fora do clima,
Gozar rápido demais.
Cabeça cheia na sala de aula,
Só vento na hora da prova.
Desespero para ir embora,
Querer viver quando chega a hora.

My wake

Our midst must be cursed, for wherever we thread, tragedy follows. And so I had to be born in the time of the mind diseases. The century of depression. Which may be a dangerous combination for those whom live in tall buildings,  or ride high performance bikes. But I am mainly troubled by how people behave in complete ignorance of how hard one's life can be. And by how everyone is so blindly selfish. And by how those who pose no threat and would do no harm are the ones to be bullied...pushed around... Steped on...my own world makes me a bit more ill every and each year I get to get on living. Ain't it grand?