Memoirs of a Broken Tune - Part 1

It has been a while since I've found myself for the last time.
I've put all my cards on the table,
And I've realized that I am not living in a fairy tale.
All it seems is that I can't let go memories of mine.

I've said a thousand times that I am fine,
But I am glad no one asked me one last time.
I am tired of thinking about the past,
And for how long those memories will last.

My mind has no more arguments
To bribe my tears against it falling off,
The first drop is already on the verge,
Faked smiles are already out of play

They are scarcer at each new day
Even though the real ones are always on the edge...
People can't stop talking and I can't stop hearing it
Surprised complaints about this arrangement.

All though my feelings hasn't changed, my mind has
I don't know who I am anymore
Perhaps, I am someone I used to be before
Before I ever knew who she was.

Calvin Rocha Coelho