BASTION PARA LOS DESESPERADOS

Sometimes life it's not what you always expected to be. Maybe...just maybe...there is no answer for anybody...i still feel some things that i don't understand...i still feel the ignorance between my bones...i still fall for the impotence that is to be alive. But...that impotence now represents the anxiety of being. Not being alone...not being sad...it is just being...I saw someone that was rather important in my past...and now...i dont know...i feel sadness...i feel humilliation...for the one that i once was...and the one that left my body is calling me...behind the body of the uglyness...behind the lack of memories...behind those hazel eyes that made me fall...Im changing the way i live...the way i see the world...the people that surrounds me...i dont feel lonely...i think i feel like an individual...like a person that...it's filled with wrongful thoughts....with defects...with tons and tons of confussion...I don't know who i am...or why am I here...but...I'll try my best.

La vida se retoma...aunque no se entienda bien por que... Quisiera alguna vez no sentir la ignorancia de no entender...Pero creo q eso es lo que me hace estar viva.

Lo unico que puedo decir es que...el pasado es el pasado...ahora...es mirar hacia adelante sin pena ni gloria...solo con el alma en la mano.