Another And

13 October 2010

My tears are like endless rain pouring on my papers.
Each drop flows from a river of my deep sad emotion.
I’d like to change my world to something better;
but how, for I am weak and can’t make a decision.

Close my eyes and hope to wake for another day.
Stop the sound of anxiety that whispers in my ears.
I’d like to change all the bitter things in my way;
but how, for it’s impossible of these things to ignore.

My mind is changing every second that ticks in my head.
Papers and pen are the things I could call my friends.
I’d like to escape from reality and rest on my cold bed;
but how, for each morning as I wake is another ‘and’.

–kenn jimena

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Let Me Hold Your Hand

9 October 2010

The night has come and it’s getting cold.
I don’t mind who’s young and who’s old.
Truly it is real what other people told.
It is your hand that I wanted to hold.

I can’t get close though in your side I stand.
I can’t start the talk, I just really can’t.
I will just play things here in my mind
Because I really wanted to hold your hand.

Feel the breeze that comes from the west.
Sea waves are bending their highest crest.
Something I held here inside my chest.
Let me hold your hand where I could rest.

Secretly I whispered words without a sound.
I even wrote your name on the sand.
Lights are gone still I can’t understand
Why I always wanted to hold your hand.

–kenn jimena

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