Aliase

Aliase

I feel unusual in my skin with a blogger's nickname,

'Cause it's like individual gave me letters.

I write, and like I'm not myself,

Like a shadow that wanders the unknown way.

A code name? It's my ball mask,

Covers your face...

But am I ready?

Betray the 1 I know well?

The 1 with the heart - not the letters, not the lies?

The words "snap" - and I am already individual else.

No history. No frame. No names.

I preach to the planet something that sounds strange,

And the soul...

He's not walking around without shoes, barefoot.

I have a name. I even have a face.

And yet I got lost somewhere in my dreams.

I want to blog - but shame bites me a little,

It's like I'm drowning in that quiet silence on Amiza Island.

I'm writing, I'm saying,

And inside, everything breaks down.

For it is not me, but the shadow of my soul,

What's in the nickname breaks and breaks.

What about me? Somewhere in the clouds.

Instead of yourself: a sign, a letter.

The fact is silent. due to the fact that no 1 chooses her.