bustle

I would like to be able to disconnect from the world

And have time for myself,

But the bustle of my mind 

Doesn't leave me for a second.

It upsets me not to have silence

No peace of mind,

But I have nothing left to do but wait 

That my head wants to shut up. 

My thoughts torment me,

They consume me little by little,

But they only increase 

And they drive me even crazier. 

While I cry silently 

I try to calm the bustle,

But the only clear thought in my mind 

It is with all this to end.

It really sounds much better in Spanish than how it was originally written, but oh well.