Oh, stranger,
For you, I yearn.
I stand still,
Frozen in front of the fountain of desires.
I carry a coin in my hand,
And a deep desire
To find you in my heart.

I write to tell what was once lost inside me.

I bet I will live again, I bet I will appear in full gear, the armor of ugly indefinite livability, the real body, alive or in decay, I'll appear like a thundering, I'll save myself.

I want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.

She often disappeared for herself.

You won't ever find the same person twice, not even in the same person.

After all this hardwork, u still don't get what u deserve, and the question remains, why?.

I'm so tired and I've only got myself to blame.

She was multi-dimensional, she liked hip hop and astrology, she got lost in the melodies but she belonged to the stars.

"I'm not from here" says the woman who thinks she's from the daydream universe she created in her head.