Best of me

Dos A Eme.

Es mi cumpleaños. 22. Visto de muchas formas, el numerito indica el cierre de un ciclo y el comienzo de uno nuevo. Se acabaron los juegos de niños y comenzó la hora de jugar juegos de adultos.

- Oye... tú... eres interno? - preguntó impactado el doc cosmopolita - Y... estás dejando indicaciones? -agregó mientras miraba mejor el lugar.

(pausa dramática)

- Ctm! Estamos en África!!!- gritó horrorizado.

- Mito urbano, Hospital Chileno.

Tiempo atrás, un dia 28, finalizando el mes de Maria, comenzando el ciclo de sagitario, cerca de las 21 horas y nueve meses después del terremoto del 85, vine a este mundo en medio de caos y confusión. No me pidieron permiso, sólo me trajeron por culpa de un arranque de optimismo, por calentamiento global.

Y no me estoy refiriendo al globo terráqueo.

Como iba diciendo, este dia es significativo. Tengo elementos concretos para pararme sobre toda la mierda a mis espaldas y decir: fin de una era, nace una nueva.

El cambio no va a ser instantáneo. Seré iluso pero no idiota. El combustible ha sido un conjunto de emociones negras, oscuras y malolientes, 97 octanos, y de verdad que es dificil acostumbrarse a nuevas motivaciones.

"Wn... siento que me autosaboteo"
"Mis enemigos caen por su propio peso"
"Eres como una bitácora de las weás que digo"

- Fuckin Masta

Long story short: hay prueba y ni he mirado la materia. A-G-O-T-A-D-O

Dos treintaysiete A eme

I've got another confession to make
I'm your fool
Everyone's got their chains to break
Holdin' you

Were you born to resist or be abused?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

Are you gone and onto someone new?
I needed somewhere to hang my head
Without your noose
You gave me something that I didn't have
But had no use
I was too weak to give in
Too strong to lose
My heart is under arrest again
But I break loose
My head is giving me life or death
But I can't choose
I swear I'll never give in
I refuse

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Oh...

Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh...

Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
The life, the love you'd die to heal
The hope that starts the broken hearts
You trust, you must
Confess

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

I've got another confession my friend
I'm no fool
I'm getting tired of starting again
Somewhere new

Were you born to resist or be abused?
I swear I'll never give in
I refuse

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Oh...

- Foo Fighters "The Best Of You"