Today 01/28/2018 I have many things in my mind ... The first is the internal battle and crossing of feelings that I have, fatigue, routine reminds me of my hatred for the routine.
They are things that torment my mind just as for a hummingbird it is impossible to stop its fluttering for me it is impossible not to crave a sincere smile around me but being surrounded I feel alone, do not get me wrong and you think I mean you I mean me- to her- to him- to those to the many and the few that inhabit my mind
It's funny how my perception of life works but I think it's because of the same that I have in my life nowadays.
I am toxic
I am defective system values
I'm the guitarist's pen which is lost in full touch
I am the discord
I am peace
I am an idealist without ideals
I am the war
I AM A PERSON AND I FEEL LIKE THAT! Even though I try not to prove it
But nevertheless I consider that I am nothing; that is the purpose of this writing, to make it clear that the passage of time to echo that my presence is dispensable for the people I need in my life, it is curious how much you can fall ... spinning and screaming while the vacuum is eating the hopes, the fairies of that story are now debts, the magic now turns into bitterness and worry.
I guess that's maturing ... I HATE IT.
I have no real interest in that after reading this you feel the need to worry, that's why I write you these lines
