how can it feel?, this wrong, this moment...

Baby, although I chose this lonely life it seems it's strange me now all the wild men, big cigars, gigantic car they're all laughin' at the lie Oh, I've been used I've been a fool oh, what a fool I broke all the rules oh, yeah but I must let the show go on Baby, there's an enormous crowd of people they're all after my blood I wish maybe they'd tear down the walls of this theatre let me out, let me out Oh, I'm so blind oh, I'm blind i wasted time wasted, wasted, wasted time walkin' on the wire, high wire but I must let the show go on Oh, I'm so blind oh, I'm blind I wasted time wasted, wasted, all too much time walkin' on the wire, high wire but I must let the show go on Baby, I wish you'd help me escape help me get away leave me outside my address far away from this masquerade 'cause I've been blind oh, so blind I wasted time wasted, wasted, all too much time walkin' on the wire, high wire but I must let the show ...

No sé si es el exceso de fantasía o idiotez pura, cuando me percato es tan obvio, ¿cómo pude imaginar tal cosa? Toda la vida tales tonterías eran momentáneas, la ultima solo una par de días y alguna otra por ahí ya da pruebas más que claras de ser crónica. El resultado es el mismo, “nada” Lo único que he tenido, lo único que jamás tendré. ¿Por qué no puedo ponerle fin a todo? En realidad no es tan difícil…