I Just Play Safe

I made it a long time ago.
Why should i go back now?
No one have the right to keep me feeling those feelings of pain, love or guilty. I don't have any fault.
I play safe in my life.
Sorry if that hurts you.
I don't mean to be rude, but sometimes i am. You deserve it. Everybody around me deserves that.
Tell me, who's the only person that never hurts me?
I really don't know.
I don't like to be helped. Do you have any problem with that?
I rather be alone than with somebody else.
I rather resolve everything by myself.
At my diferent way.
I'm sorry if that hurts you.
I play safe in my mind.
I never remember you.
Not anymore.
For what?
To end in my bedroom hearing that song?
I refuse to cry again.
I refuse to have feelings again.
I rather be hiden than expose myself again.
You know everytime you see me that past reigns in my present life. And everytime it happens i start from the beginning to walk this road again and it's so long that hurts my body.

It's safe here...

It really hurts outside, inside, in every bones of my body.
I don't want that.
I want to hide and isolate my hands.
My lips are dry but i don't need no ones water to survive.
I have my own water.
I play safe in my bed.
When some problem arrives i run fast to my bed. I sleep and dream and everything is alright.
I forget you.
I forget all of the problems.


I forget myself sometimes.


Are you listen?
I forget you all the time.
I rather sleep alone than with a stranger.
Even in that I play safe in my bed.
I preserve my mind.
Aren't you oki with that?
So, it's time for you to think about life.
What you really want.
Haunting me is a solution?
Finding me is some joy you have?
Why me?
Tell me, why me?...
I'm tired.
I'm a fool.
Sometimes in the subway i see so many strangers.
I look at them and i got scared.
So many people.
So many problems inside a machine.
We are slaves.
We receive orders.
I don't accept them.

I don't even accept me.

So, you know where is the exit?

Please stay if you want.

But i know you are living for now...

Even if you miss me sometimes.

Maybe when you are alone in your room.
But you aren't alone.
I'm sure of that.
So, if you want to hurt me sometime, you know where you find me.

And i know where i usually hide,
behind words,
after thoughts,

where everything is quite,

but inside my bed it's alright.