From time in to time out, my life has been a journey…. For what I convince myself to know, only God can spoke up on it… From the will to claim things I do not know, is a mystery that lays within me… In search of me, for what I see, it’s hard to say…I don’t know if its God who’s trying to tell me these things, I don’t know where it comes from are if my mother trying to guild me down this way… I hide my feeling and yet, I speak no name…From the image of fear and hopeless doubt that I will never change… For what it is, only I can know this feeling of guilty, that I really don’t want to show… For what it’s worth, I really can’t say…But our thoughts run our life and it seems as if God just fading away…Expression the guilty of my own self-esteem, only to shake the things I really don’t want to let go…To be the one who move toward the wind with a wavelike motion within the brain, only to search for things that would never change…

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