miércoles, 2 de noviembre de 2016

Soy una observadora,
de cabeza enferma y de actitudes contrarias.
de palabras ciertas y de ansiedades temporales.

An ancient in a young soul,
so i can stare and see all those fucked up lifes,
and so,
i'm not better, but for sure, i'll escape of being worse,

i will always try to spread some hope into this decaying world.

and then,
i go.

cauae i feel, i believe, for sure that there has to be a better way,
maybe the hardest, but for sure,

the other way,
is the one i'm searching,
i won't stop.
i'll grow that way.

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