do not understand how you can stand still when things are born desperate to dance.
not understand how life did not make you learn.
not understand how you can throw something that much you care.
cares what you think?
I really do not care. Having
no longer gives me the same thing, and today I am sure how I am.
sure who I am.
me I can look in the mirror and challenge what am so afraid and smile, and want the real, real or do what I want. Is the same. Today it is all part of the same set of things. However
I look askance. Motionless. Always quiet.
Invite you to move ... to cross the road with me.
Now I see in the distance always there. Stopped, in fear.
Too bad ..
Segura, I know that somewhere is that so much hope ...
love.
