I lose the sleep and crying I know what almost I drive to despair.I do not know them to myself why... The night is very long,I am able of certain things what I did not want to do.It will be that something,In that completely, does it do sense?The life is always a risk,I am afraid.Tears and rain, they wet the glass of the window but nobody sees me.The world is very unfair and I give duty in my problems what I want to forget.It will be that someone exists or some important motive what justifies the life or at least this instant?I am counting the hours and I am hearing steps who knows the end of the history of thousand nights of suspense in my room?
I am able of certain things what I did not want to doIt wanted to do.Will it be that someone exists in the world?