DON´T GIVE ME WAYS TO GO

don´t give me ways to go

near the shadows

or inside the soul

of the desert

dont give me ways to go

everywhere

or here even...

:only keep me on the road

-by the way-

changing my lies in sorrow

and running away

near the river of time

(sometimes on the corner

sometimes outside)

smiling to all people

that carry their dreams

in front of the mirror

of my self face

thoughful...

thoughful...

but not too much enought

to reach the direction

of my full understanding

-yet