"¿y cómo nos encontramos hoy?"- Oscar, mi psicólogo

Y mi respuesta..




Haven't seen the sun in weeks
My skin is getting pale
Haven't got a mind left to speak
And I'm skinny as a rail

Lightbulbs are getting dim
My interests are starting to wane
I'm told it's everything a man could want
And I shouldn't complain

Conversations getting dull
There's a constant buzzing in my ears
Sense of humor's void and numb
And I'm bored to tears...

Consoler of the lonely - The Raconteurs