segunda-feira, janeiro 21, 2008

At first I was afraid

I was petrified...
Blocked, sometimes, by shame but feeling sorry... on my walkabout...
It is not personal, it is a social problem what I'm trying to say to you...
but I can't do much more...
And it doesn't matter anymore, only matter who believe & loves me no matter what...
Sad, sad, sad, nobody is ought to understand this sadness...
Breath, keep breathing... I can't do this alone...
“Waiting for life surprises is ok. Most people spend their lives waiting for nothing”.

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