So…

So it's personal 

but it's also normal 

I think that everyone goes through it 

at least once 

Crisis–mid life, quarter crisis 

That point in which you ask yourself 

"what is it that I want to do with my life?"

Do you want to be a pilot 

like in the 1st grade?

What about a dentist

to see what's behind the taste buds

and the teeth that chew

Some girls wanted to be mommies

Some boys power rangers

Well why not?

It's never too late to try 

but–

what about money?

who's going to pay rent?

what's going to buy food?

Well you didn't have to quit your day job

your hobby can be your part time fun 

Enjoy yourself 

be willing to Live!

It's all about the risk 

and feeling of exhilaration 

Go for it

and make sure to jam out while you do =)

-Bionica

Reject

R is for rejection because many times 

you just try & try 

and it all feels hopeless

To have one door closed after another is not at all fun 

it's disheartening 

Sometimes it seems easier to give up 

bur for each of those doors that close

one is waiting to be opened 

Waiting for someone like you to reach in

turn the handle and push it open

What are you waiting for to just open?

-Bionica

?

Still unsure of where to go
of where to start
She paces back and forth
And she returns to that place
all too familiar
to her
and so many others
that haven't got a clue
of where to begin

-Bionica

Aun

Cada lágrima que cae el mar

es un pesar 

Saber que en las noches 

tus trastornos tienen origen 

de tal conocido 

es un pesar 

Sentir el dolor reflejado en tus ojos 

es como sentir un trueno de sollozos

tristes

muy tristes 

Pero saber que aun hay tiempo de cambiar 

es querer luchar 

Saber que con sus palabras no lloraras mas 

y utilizarlas como armas de fuente 

eso 

es amar 

-Bionica

Maybe One Day

He told her that it's not a quarter life crisis (not at 24)

but a pre-mid life crisis

and that perhaps it may do with a drink or two ;-)

She enjoyed hearing him speak

and their conversations at a reasonable hour

about this and sometimes about that

The ways of his style

living to be his own person

and not for another

Careful and secure

exerting the utmost qualities

Maybe one day she'll tell him

that she'd like to be a little like him

and that it's really ok to open the door to let someone in

-Bionica

Tal Vez

Será que cuando ellos estudiaban

le daban clases por fracciones de 3 hora al día?

quizás era 1 maestra para 27 niños

y no le podía dar la atención necesaria

para que aprendiera & fuera un alumno brillante

su escuela tenía todos los recursos posibles

y las maestras no vivían afligidas por temor de perder su trabajo

los padres no estaban forzados a depender de un gobierno

para vivir con la de tarjeta de alimentos

no tenían necesidad obligatoria para welfare

para que sus hijos tuvieran un mejor mañana

en independencia del gobierno

y vivir por si mismo

los gobernadores de su tiempo no se agrandaban el bolsillo

sin importarles las maestras que perdieron su trabajo

parece que no...

entonces ellos, ¿porqué lo hacen?

-Bionica

Listening

Walking in the subway

she followed some advice and listened

to the noise of people's feet

to the conversations caught in the air

to the man and his violin

He played a song so sad

it seemed to be the reason for which people scurried

across the square tiles that made the floor

they didn't want to listen

they didn't want to provoke

the tears that swam near the borders of their eyes

threatening to rush out

and soak their cheeks

if they would slow down and listen to the song

So the feet went even faster

when they heard his melody

eyes looked straight ahead

She almost wanted to stop

ask why his song played so sadly

but then her eyes blinked twice

to keep back the tears

-Bionica