You don't understand me, you can't understand me. I've been so much time with this pain inside, don't even try to fix me. It all started a few years ago, many comments which attacked me, oh I repeat you guys, it's not your fault. I'm against myself. You only hurt me with your argues, your conclusions... I'm alright, I can only be saved by myself. I know I'm driving without control, in a way with many drivers, is just that I can't stop right now. Too many times hidding myself, trying to be the good girl you always wanted to be, I'm not like them, I'm just unfixable.
"Detrás de este triste espectáculo de palabras, tiembla indeciblemente la esperanza de que me leas, de que no haya muerto del todo en tu memoria." Julio Cortázar.