My name is John Alejandro and I am schizophrenic
I am not at all attractive, much less photogenic
My best friend is a clown who advises me
He has frog eyes and He lives inside my ear
He talks a lot and sometimes gets upset
And when I ask him things he almost never answers me
But he gives his life for me and I give my life for him
We also know that there is a gap
Within our circle
People think that I am sick
Because I run for the city with my notebook
Talking to the dogs with shorts and some boots
Jeans, an umbrella in my hand and a bullfighter's hat
But I'm not bad at all too I talk to people
I tell a lot of lies to play with their minds
I like to give wrong directions
So that people always arrive late to their destination
I walk with two fairies godmothers flying over me
Loading a syringe full of vitamins with morphines
Until my veins flood
Well, I keep making faces and people get confused
I lost Please blame me if I'm laughing too much
My mother died yesterday and they fired me from work
I owe 6 months of rent in my wallet, not a penny
And I didn't take a bath or since October of last year
My body is all scarred
With deep cuts and first degree burns
But it's nothing serious, nothing delicate
It's just that I never I realize this because I spend the entire day anesthetized
I like to walk alone and talk to the wind that way
I have never had sex like a nun in a convent
Calm down even though I know I can explode
Suddenly like a mine in the Second World War
I am an antisocial psychomaniac
After greeting you I wash my hands with antibacterial soap
I am a mental patient I admit it
But that doesn't give you the right to look at me out of the corner of your eye
And to treat me from a distance
Come closer, I'm not going to do anything to you
What looks like blood spilled tomato sauce on my shirt
Come little friend, come here, the scissors I bring are for
Cutting the garden
I'm a serial killer, like the ones in miniseries
Behind the door, I collect dead people
In order to kill hunger, I have cereal with blood for breakfast
I don't have a family, because I killed my family
Sometimes doctors come to visit me
With ghost costumes to try to cheer me up
Because I suffer from disorders, yesterday I put my cat in the oven
And I hung its tail on the decorative collar
When I have the episodes I start sweating sodium
And I scream very loud to be able to get the hate out
I am also afraid of shadows
That's why I don't I dare to go to the bathroom
And I pee on the carpet
It's normal, I'm only 13 years old
I still ride bikes and I don't talk to strangers
But if I don't take my medicines during the year
Every day I dream of being able to hurt you
Cutting you into little pieces with these same scissors
Put them in plastic bags and keep them in the refrigerator
Don't be scared today I took my medications
I'm in a good mood, very happy with good breath
I I know I look serious but I'm happy
Right now I'm going to play with my friends in the cemetery,
In fact I'm in love with one of my friends
A year ago he died ³ without leaving traces or witnesses
She is a beautiful girl with a violet face
Every night she accompanies me to run my bike
She does not speak because she is deaf and mute
And that's why people think that I'm talking to myself and that
I need help
I'm a serial killer, like those in miniseries
Behind the door, I collect dead people
In order to kill hunger, I have cereal with blood for breakfast
I don't have a family, because I killed my family
I don't have a family, because I killed my family

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