Someday I will go... and I will go to stay! When I watch some movies or when I listen a lot of songs from american bands, I feel so deep in my heart that I was born on the wrong place... on the wrong country. I know a little about english and what I already know I learned by myself. Since I was a kid I know how to speak some words in english... I even sang a song in english when I was 7 years old without help or anyone to teach me how. In my bedroom the flag in my wall is not from my country... the flag in my wall have 50 stars and 13 stripes in red and white. I don´t know how to explain these feelings or even why this happens to me... but somedey I´ll go to U.S.A.... Once there, I will never come back!