Najois

“Candil de la calle, oscuridad de tu casa”
“A light in the street, but darkness at home.”

We’re all heroes. Early morning putting on our hero shoes, shining our hero armor, we rush to the needy streets.
Our hero cape well in the wind, the admiring eyes of the outside world is fueling our actions.

Yes yes, please, admire me.
Yes yes, please, think greatly of me.

Because I am a light in the street.

When I get back home, confined by the walls, that conceal my inner self, I can finally relax.

My lover is asking for attention, but I am tired. Have I not been enough of a hero already?

My lover is asking for attention, but I am full. Have I not been admired enough?

A hero doesn’t concern itself with the trivia’s of life.

Because he is a darkness at home.