And she said yes...

Blowers and viewers.

Let me get lost.

Go ahead with the wind and stay there, in my place, with myself.

I want to hold me, and try to have a little while in peace.

I don't need anybody! But it doesn't mean I don't want to.

Right now, I want to live for me.

I don't care about living in my mind, cause it's me the one that I end up at night.

When I'm alone, I look around and see, that I still have so much to know... I still don't know who's the girl that is dictating the words in my head... and the one that is typing.

Finding out.

Searching for the answer that you expect, but I realize that I haven't found which is the question. It's dysfunctional... maybe my head doesn't process.

Blocked.

It's me the one that I want to look in the mirror; it's me... and I don't want to hesitate.

The true is that I haven't looked at the mirror in a while.

If I insist with me, myself and I, why I find so hard to speak my mind in just one voice?.

And everyday, it feels to go very far, with the promise of the coffee for tomorrow.

And it's bittersweet; I haven't come clean with the reflection that it's pretending to be me.