And I had to confess that I was not me,
that I lived while dying of boredom,
that everything sweet was not so salty
and that, while everything was over, I was just beginning.
I saw the world outside my universe,
I appreciated it like a balloon about to explode,
inflated with sighs from those who have fallen,
Because falling into the networks of routine is not to celebrate.
I lied to my conscience so it wouldn't give me away,
I drew the world a clown ink smile,
I hid the drafts of the bitter fools
and I wrote with my eyes everything that was going on in my mind.
Consistency was not my main premise,
My madness encrypted under this skin is not finite,
even while sanity threatens me during difficult times,
My fears that prevented me from improving are over right now.
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