Cold Winter
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Last published Fri, Jan 12, 2018
Me pregunto ¿Qué se siente estar libre?, ¿Cómo se siente el he hecho de estar conforme con tu entorno?, ¿Qué se siente que no te juzguen, que no cataloguen?, pero lo que más me pregunto es: ¿Cómo, como puedo complacerlos? ...Simplemente no sé.
No se si hago bien, no sé si hago mal, solamente se que esta soy yo, tan dura como el acero, y tan frágil como una mariposa, tan cálida por dentro, pero tan fría como el invierno.
¿Esto es un ciclo, una etapa? ¿O es para siempre?... Necesito ayuda, pero nadie oye, nadie habla, nadie le importa, ¿Cuándo terminara todo?, ¿Cuándo terminara este frío invierno?
Como mi madre decía: Somos productos de nuestras propias decisiones. Y lamentablemente yo escogí la peor de todas.
Solo quiero salir de aquí...
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