Detrás de su sonrisa hay silencio.
Detrás de sus palabras hay vacilación.
Ella se muestra entera, capaz.
Tiene miedo.
viernes, 24 de marzo de 2017
One day you decide to play a game.
You keep your mouth shut,
you disappear.
You hide.
You wait.
You ask yourself if people will take notice.
Some do.
Some don't.
And then your game becomes a sad reality.
Some people care,
some don't.
You are not loved.
You are not missed.
You're gone.