WHAT´S GOING ON JACK?

 

Before I used to be so clever

Before I used to be so alive

Before I used to be so independent

But now everything seems to have ended or finished

Before I used to be so musical

Before I used to be so delighted

Before I used to be so hopeful

But now I used to say “never mind”

Why life has to be so empty

Why life has to show so  pointless

Why life has to show so unfocused

When the sunset comes near the end

Always I love to live, love and dancing

Always I love to be very alive

But now things comes to me so meaningless

As  if  everything was not just an illusion

What happened to me, I don’t know

What was made of me or even I suspect

What was made of my life, I not guess

I know that is not of me, of course,
Because I recognize myself for not more

I think my sun now is setting down

And for much I insist, goes out

And for more I fight, gets tired

And for more I avoid, get dark

Sadly I sit looking at the clouds

That is passing by without stopping

And perhaps  better than I it knows

That will disappear to new rebirth

What is going on jack?

What is going on, with me?

Por jorge Curvello