Whispers

When we write
what we can't understand
when we say
what what we can't comprehend
when we draw
what we can't figure
others get confused by us
but they respect us
as they they can't get us

As life goes by
I look to my future and wonder
if my past were different, would it matter ?
life is a piece of shit
wrapped in a candy paper
with an artificial smell and flavor
who would know the future
my past were my future years ago
if I knew, would it matter ?

I don't wanna love you
I don't
I don't wanna go to your prison
I don't
I wanna die in you by you
I wanna die in your eyes 
by a wink
I know myself and my confusion
I love you by a touch
I forgot my name in your lips
I understood the treasures of morality
for you, I would run my blood
I feel I am running out of blood
exactly the hair I like
the color, the length and the freedom
it flies over your forehead
in a spoiled way
what can I say
I will run my blood for you
I feel I am running out of blood

Note : These words are inspired by a song called "the color, the length and the freedom" by the Egyptian singer Mohamed Mounier.

Who knows 
what love is ?
I wonder 
all over the world
who knows ?
I don't know
I won many battles
and defended my heart 
against love
But I don't know
or I might don't wanna know
What is love ?
who is my love ?
I dreamed of an angel
may be a devil
I don't care as long they love me
somebody to love me
for who I am
but the search ended with 
hundreds of devils and angels
They all fake and pretend
but I think someday
I will find it
but how I will find it
if I don't know what love is ?

You never understood
how deeply I need your hand
we are like two instruments in a band
can't make without each other
so we have to stick together
for ever and ever
coz I need your hands