Lame Saint

Achei esse texto enquanto arrumava meu quarto e me afogava em textos antiguíssimos.

Bad days, good days.

Shiny days, rainy days.

Happy days, sad days.

Busy days, lazy days.

Rich days, poor days.

Solved days, troubled days.

When will all this eagerness go away?

Will I carry this all the way through

Or will I share it with someone?

I feel like the weight of the world is on my shoulders.

I can't stand this no more.

If when we suffer it mean we are washing down our sins, then I'm a canonized saint.

Canonized, blessed and legendary.

But dead.

Do I have a legacy?

Do I have followers?

Do I have disciples?

Do I have learners?

If not, then I' a lame saint.

But if I'm lame enough to be noticed... then I'm fine.

07/01/2007