(Raw and unpolished)

"Crashing planes
Moving traines
Switching lanes
 
I don't want none of it
Only still, standing
Looking up to the sky
Or down to the floor
 
I may not know what I'm doing here on this
Intersection
Or what this means
Vehicules, objects rushing next to me
 
Still, like a tree
I hope nothing hits me,
Please just make it quick
The tormented mine of Me
 
Surviving or living
None of it is what I want
Leave
Leave me be
 
In the crossroads of indecisions
Close
Tasting Death
Smelling Life
 
Fuck
Throw me in front of it
That what you call
A charging bull
 
Lonely between lanes, is just how I know it
Alone is all that I want
By myself
Don't want to feel lonely anymore"
 
~Rafael dJdS