Que me hizo asi Lloro, revuelco, y grito más sigo igual. Nadien sabe por que me nuevo, nadien entiende que quieto me muero. No me gusta gritar, porque todos se alegan de mi; no me gusta llorar porque nadien lo nota. Recorro varios kilómetros, nunca deteniéndome; y casi sin poder admirar los paisajes por los cuales tránsito. Soy un río, pero aún me cuesta mojarme... Soy un río y viajócalado por el valle.

Love has gone into strike... Love letters, I remember then so clearly. One would open carefully a pallid white envelope, only to retrieve the messege from the lived one. I remember those days were the melodies sounded... Well, better than justin. Those days, where a flower pictured anyone's feelings. Nevertheless, the dumb little angel has spouted working. Some argue that it is just a shift of perspective. I am mad with him; not becauseq what he has done, but because he forgot to give me a partner before he left....

Tonight The sky isn't blue... thee are no stars... The weather is just plain average. But, impressivily I have strenght least in my bones... I know... Who cares about it... I myself give it little relevance.. But, that is the life I am forced to live. I dont let happiness find me ... I search for it (whenever I want it). And live life no as comes, but I take only what resembles me.

Listen... Three days after tommorrow, I desire to still be here. And dont get me wrong, it is not because your sweet smile. Neither, your delicate figure, nor your charming personality are responsible for this abrupt change if mind. It is that I realized that being here is easier; I've realized that I dont love you enough to leave you. Yes, I said it. I dont love you. Because if I did, how could someone explain the tears in your eyes. I dont like you, and prove of it are the wounds inside your heart. I am here, here I am. I surrender to you... Not to make you happy, but to overwhelm you with problems. I know I am here for myself, but deep inside I wish

This is war two guns are loaded, holding them, two men; whose lives will be better if ended. The two characters hold a nervous hand. In this scene, six eyes are expecting the next move. But, it seems that the aggressor has identified the russian rulette victim. Nonetheless, fear swallows his heart at every breath. While his contender lays unprotected destiny encounters its beginning. Three hearts have stopped, two forgot to pray, and the bullet perfores the air. One screams is heard, two incredule faces are shown, the three persons are gather together, four eyes display genuine shock but only one life ha being terminated. At the end two are responsible, three culprit, no one accused, and the leftovers.. Can become the beginning if this war end.

Two things I won't tel you today I am happy... But I dont want you to know. Perhaps, it is because I feel distant from you. Maybe I just don't understand you enough. Nevertheless, I concord with you in one matter, you need time. I am happy, because up shared with friends, because the dont want to understand me. They, as silly as it may sound, accept me. I could go on explaining the reasons for my happiness, but what is the point. I also want to tell you that, yes, I know how to cry. I cry to free my soul; sometimes I do it because I simply have too many tears. And the weight curbs me down. Dont gey me wrong, though. I learned to cry before you; cause, even before you, I was alive.

I tis easy It is easy to make friends, it has always been. but it is hard, to maintain them. It is easy when it lasts one day, but how about when it its a live. hearing others tel their stories is easy, telling them yours it's not. Judging is simple, somethings it is fun. Nonetheless, it is always wrong. I fear what I like, and what I dont I ( the h word). I know that is wrong , but sometimes that is ok. Because it is easy to forget, abd to pretend we do. Because in this world the easy thing to do if to blame others for all.

Thress things q I desire Simply I desire the most complex things, a home a love, and peace. Three things I wil never get. Why? Simple, it is complicated. How to get a home, if I never learned the meaning of one. A home, to me, should be my safe place, my hiding cave, my dark spot, or my laundry room. But has anyone actually had one place that fulfills this concept. I need a love. a love that doesn't love me, but lets me love her. I want a love who doesn't emphasize me, but herself. Cause, I dont want to love someone because she lives me, but because her lovable. But with already two unattainable wishes I still desire one more. Peace. Peace so I can disrupt it whenever I want. I want peace for my elderly years, so I can visit my grandchildren. I want peace just because men like me desire things impossible to obtain.

Two things I will like to have When I asked this to my friends the answers were simple money, time and a loved one. I dont despite those. At least not yo put then as my priorities. I wish I have patience, because therewith I will be a better friend. I could listen with the same amusement to the same old story, not because I like it, but because I know my friends feel beyer after telling it. I wish to have patience so I can wait until the relate is over before starting to judge. I wish to have patience not to be able to be with my loved one, but for her to despite to be with me.