In the Words of the Feeling,

I do not love dreams, I love reality. I do not believe tomorrow, today I believe. My life has been, just the relationship with the crop, I have not meet anyone who just come close to me? I'm not the world's one, it's just a person's tention. I do not have to say anymore, just trust myself to do it. Every time it goes away leaving many questions. Every time new comes new questions by adding new ones. I do not believe in those who come to work after words? I do not have to courage to be afraid of those who fear me?