Incomplete Thought

(to be reviewed)

Shattered and reduced
To stupid things
I can only sit and sing
Tryin' to ease the loneliness
While
Covered all in autumn clouds
The sky looks grey...
Still more coloured than my soul
While I wait the day to slowly fade

Love and pain
Sometimes they just feel the same
Look at me, I feel insane
I cry without feeling shame
Love and pain
Whispering in the dark your name
In my heart, both night and day,
Since the moment you went away

Walking all alone
I look around
wondering why when love I've found
She had to go away so fast
And
What she's left is nothing
But her smell
And her smile, so vivid in my eyes,
Fading day by day and I

Struggle with myself not to kneel
And curse the sky
For what I feel
Deep inside
Suicide
My, oh, my,
This ain't right
I can't fight
So, then why,
Lord, have you allowed me
to touch the sky?

Love and pain
Sometimes they just feel the same
Look at me, I feel insane
I cry without feeling shame
Love and pain
Whispering in the dark your name
In my heart, both night and day,
Since the moment you went away

Forever Gone

Survived, not right
To this big empty you've left
Of what was us, now there is nothing left

I can't go on
(I) try to clean this empty room, but
I can't remove the handkerchief you've left

There's still your CD
in the player
The pillow's still got your shape and your smell

Here I can't stay
I'm going insane
I run outside and hope for some fresh air

And as a gust of wind blows
Shivers down my spine
Tell me oh, too softly,
Something I don't wanna know

Flowers roasting quietly
Indifferent as I cry
They wouldn't know the pain I feel
A-knowing that you're forever gone
Forever gone


Lonely is the street, the crickets sing
Burnin in the sun
Every little step I take is

heavy like a stone
Leaves will start to fall
And way before I'll know it
You'll be a star shining in someone else's world

And as a gust of wind blows
Shivers down my spine
Tell me oh, too softly,
Something I don't wanna know

My skin is burning quietly
While people passing by
Wouldn't know the pain I feel
A-knowing that you're forever gone
Forever gone

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Bus stop goodbye

I watch her walkin' up those stairs
and she looks just a little smaller
There's a pain growing in my chest
And my voice is too faint to call her

I can't help but to stay with her
While my world shrinks to little pieces
There's nothing else I desire
but to hold her a little longer

Left in frustration, I feel in a freak show
With these tears I cannot hide
Such goodbyes shouldn't ever take place in
Anyone's life

Now I'm here sitting all alone
All that's left are her smell
And some words written on a book
Only oasis in this desert

What will be I can't really know
And my hopes are all getting smaller
But I won't give it up like this
We can be so much more than memory

I'll follow the mirage, live through tomorrow
There is nothing I should hide
Just like the Phonenix, from the ashes of sorrow
I will rise

Hear now my screaming, feel now my feeling
In a wasteland now I thrive
I wish you could be here, and just like the Phoenix
We could fly

We belong together
We belong together

Hear now my screaming, feel now my feeling
In a wasteland now I thrive
I wish you could be here, and just like the Phoenix
We could fly

We belong together

Woman Behind Lips

Where are you, little one?
Don't forget me
Nor the damage you've done
Take my hands, my dear friends
Don't let me drown...

All this joy that I fake
Don't believe me
All inside I shake
I hold the tears, hide my fears
I try to keep them inside

I don't want your smile
If there's only pity without love
I don't want your hugs
If they have to be so cold
I don't want your melody
I don't want your tears

I don't want your kiss
If there's no you behind them.

Wave goodbye, homicide
is what you're committing
Say your prayers, it won't be me
to make you pay for your sins
Your own life will clean
All the mess you've left behind

Don't come back if you're not
Ready for my love,
Ready to share this feeling
Here's the man you've destroyed,
Whom you've taken everything


I don't want your smile
If there's only pity without love
I don't want your hugs
If they have to be so cold
I don't want your melody
I don't want your tears

I don't want your kiss
If there's no you behind them.


'Till then I'll keep this pain of mine
waiting uselessly for a new sunshine.

Jailhouse Rock

Well, my dear five (might I dare to say six?) readers... It seems that studying is not for naught, after all.
I've never felt so open minded and alert, so open, so ready to increase my knowledge, my insight and myself.

There is one thought obsessing me recently. After two months preparing for my Criminology exam, after melding my studies with my own experience, I am really starting to change my mind about many things.
For instance: prisons are useless, most of the times, and anyway it represents, from my point of view, a State's tender surrender. It's another example of the State's failure. The State gives up on taking care of the causes of crime (which is the illness), and takes care of the sympthoms only.
It's very easy not to care about the population living in your country and jail them if they commit a crime. It just takes some spending money to upkeep some police, a couple of putrid holes in an old building, two or three anti-tetanus shots in the infirmary, a couple of psychologists, and that's it.
Only to blame about crime afterwards. Not the huge, multi-millionaire white collar crime, which most of the times ends up representing the States themselves, but the small, desperate (most of the times) crimes committed by people whom I start to consider victims of these same States.
Research has shown that the true cause of crime is the excessive difference between richness and poorness in a country. Meaning: if everyone is poor, no one will get too angry. Ifeveryone is rich, no one will get too angry. And in these cases the crime rate will be limited. BUT when there are poor people, maybe ghetto-ized,  forced to take the most humble jobs in order to barely survive, who practically have no access to education thanks to the privatization of most schools (this example fits the USA very well), and when these same people watch TV and see nothing but wealth, nice cars, easy life, parties, money everywhere, and when these people ask themselves: "why am I not given the same possibilities?"; and when these people get rejected by a stupid culture which associates being poor with being a criminal (thus encaging the other in a self-fulfilling prophecy) without having done ANYTHING to deserve such treatment; and when they'll see stupid wealthy spoiled kids get nothing but undue privileges, maybe at their own expense: what do you think these people will do? Won't they perceive everything as a whole bunch of crap? Should they believe in any kind of justice? How?
And what do modern States do? Nothing. Only a bunch of illuminated Governments are actually trying to cure the cause and not thesympthom. Why? Is it so difficult? Well of course it is. It takes a whole lot of money, guts, and probably also BLOOD to do it (those who really tried to do something good, in the last 7000 years of human history, often lost their own lives - the Gracchi brothers come to my mind). But how can we hope to REALLY reduce crime if we don't shift our attention to the causes? Why do our States care not about redistributing education and possibilities? Also some wealth, but that's secondary! People are satisfied enough with possibilities! Why is no one fighting to open up POSSIBILITIES for everyone? Of course, it would be an all-around battle: it would mean cutting not wealth, but PRIVILEGES to most rich people; it would mean fighting the white collar crimes; it would mean forcing people to pay their taxes (HUGE issue here in Italy); it would mean fighting for YEARS to bring education and culture everywhere. And this is what a State should do: fight for ALL the people, not protect the usual uber-privileged. Genius could be everywhere, and we see every day the terrible effects of "recommendations", especially when you get surgery from an incompetent doctor. What would YOU prefer? To be in the hands of a recommended someone with nothing but a BIG surname, or of an unknown genius of the scalpel?
Of course, crime has no panacea. We'll always need prisons, unfortunately, and we'll never be 100% safe, andthe world will never be 100% just, and so on. I just think, as I've stated, that the way most states, USA mainly, are dealing with this issue, is biased, willing or nilling.
I somehow think it's willing. And, to say it all, I consider "visible" crime as nothing more than another white collar crime.
Am I right? Am I wrong? Both could be, and I'm open to discuss the issue.
If I'm wrong, I'll have learned something.

Wonderful Tonight

It's been almost seven months, now. I have acheived much during this time, and want to do more.
I have to admit I'm quite overtired, so tired that I'm almost unable to do anything. Basically I rely on my force of will and little more. Being single DOES have many advantages. Among the many: I don't have to explain anything to anyone; I can do what I want without regrets; I have time to study, sing, work, and many other things; I have freedom.
All of this doesn't come without a price, though: although I have to admit that being so free is pretty nice...

well, sometimes I really miss the warm touch of a girl's lips.

Exam session

Due to an exam session at UNI, I've got no time to write anything.
Will be back soon.
Thanks.