To be a priority.. A unique feeling that no one will understand that does not appreciate.

Desires lose their value when we insist on asking for them, when we ask for them in the first place, so they come incomplete and dull, and it was our utmost wish.

Cold night and I'm depressed The road is far and the feet are tired.

Sitting in my room begging the walls to betray the ceiling to fall on me.

One accident, after which you return with fifty years on your shoulders, you who are not yet twenty years old.

Like the one who is honored to repeat his saying, but at your door he knocked twice.

Then you reach the point of fatigue, even consolation makes you feel offended.