#irisdescence

[bluecapsicum]

[bluecapsicum]

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[youth-and-roses]

Making good

Luis:

The nights on San Juan are hot and sweaty

Nobody really cares on what I do

People laugh and mock, the old lady on the corner is poiting at me with a sneer

I don't see her

Those gossiping women and the things they want me to hear

I don't hear them

One day they'll be sorry...

As the days go by, I don't really find a motivation to keep going

People told me about my million talents, but people here don't really appreciate them

No matter how much I try

Always first on everything, they call me talented, they call me smart, but I don't really think about it

As I show them what I do, their eyes roll

They are tired of me, thanks to our teachers, who put me first

Annoy them I say

I look to our teacher, as he calms them

Is it really necessary?

before I'm even finished I leave

I walk away enough to not hear their gasps

Walk, and Walk

Soon they will forget what they did, coming back to our everyday things

Stopping in front of the balcony, looking at the swimming team,

If people only loved me, if they only understood and appreciate

I suppose those are simple dreams and fantasies

One day I'll be making good, a good not even Lord Ra could achieve, a good no god can make

I'm almost living that moment, looking at me in the eyes, all of them, my mother trying to take credit of what I do, for this child she once made and never loved, chanting about how proud of me she is

I'll be making good! Something nobody could do except me! I'LL MAKE THEM SORRY!

I'll be making good, no, I'll be making great, a great nobody can do, except me

Yes, I'll be making great