"Practically every day I asked in silence to understand why someone made me smile for outside to after I cry for inside. I did not know if the mistake was in me or the other. In fact I still don't know. I came to think of die instead of to wither little by little with the hopelessness' poison corroding my veins. I questioned the reasons, theories, and I assumed that to survive I would have to learn the world's game and live of surface, without dip till the deep. The life did not give me the answers, but it brought you, changing all the questions. Sometimes a desperate fear invades me, a huge will of running away from you and aborting what is appearing, killing it before it grows. But all that I do it is walk in your direction, and look at you..."