half world 

one half of the world is looking for the other,
and the whole world looking for himself.
everything is lost looking for the light,
the kind you see when the bright sun sets.

there is a world looking for love,
for self-love, the endless one.
for the desire to love and to be loved,
for the desire to live and have fun.

but the genuine was lost
and now where is all the faith?
believe me, i won’t fight for love,
if you don’t meet me halfway.

for what “crossed souls” that don’t touch each other?
empty looks that add absolute nothing.
why pretend and not want to understand,
aren’t we all here for the same thing?

trying to live and not to just survive,
trying to fight, grow, aspire, not regret.
trying to find a soul that understand us,
trying to live this life, feel and connect.

may we be more true, more emotional,
more humans, more empathetic.
for a world where one half is not fighting the other,
and continue to live in such way pathetic.

but why is it so difficult?
is it from now?
and it will continue to be difficult, 
but change this.…how?

all because we don’t know how to be alone,
how to enjoy our own company.
and realize that’s not an excuse to hurt someone,
and live in the base of irony. 

one half looking for another,
may it be possible for us to meet once?
be happy in this beautiful story we have to live,
and enjoy every second of every day, of every month.