God hear you .-

I feel cold.
Empty.
Near the sky, but I can't reach it.
How can I believe in something I don't know?
How can you talk about failure when you never fail? And even your falls, are the top of the mountain to me...
You are the only thing I need to believe.
In me.
In life.
In dreams.
In everything.




nose porque escribo en ingles. chau.