BASTA!!

BASTA!!

Basta! Stop thinking
You distract me
I don’t think I can do this
I don’t think I want this
I got to control it
You’re distracting

It’s just a fantasy
Miles of distance
It’s just not relevant
It can’t be the sentiment
It’s just a fantasy

It’s not realistic
It’s not possible
I am just getting started on designing me
I am beginning my life: to be the way I want it to be
I did it backwards: children first then me
I want to do it right this time: stand back and watch me
It’s just not realistic: not you and me

You cannot love me!
You cannot… love me
I am nothing like what is normal, for your life
I am not what right or normal for men here: how could I be there
I am backwards and weird
I am trying to survive and make pain disappear
You cannot love me

I will not tell you
No my fears will stay here with me
Confined in words that are not easy
I confuse the meaning with simplicity
I make it so they think they understand me
I will hide in the shadows of…
I will not tell you

Basta! Stop thinking
You are so damn distracting
I love you: I love you
I did not mean to: fall in love with you
I did not want to… tell you
But the words came out so fast: fuck! I couldn’t take them back
I love you: I love you
I don’t want to: but I cannot deny the honest truth… baby, I love you
I am scared: you distract me ~ “maybe some honey all over your body, would taste… mmm’ really great!”

Lori