Growing up

Surrounded by thousands of doors I don’t know if I’m in or out trapped or free -and free for what? For what? Walking towards the unknown tracks, left behind can’t erase them won’t go back Cannot go back Growing up is a painful matter as it’s everything in life I’m getting old and shattered while…

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No Christmas for me, please

“I’m not celebrating Christmas.” When I say this to people, they all freak out. “WHAT?!” they go, unable to fit in their heads the idea of someone not doing anything special for such a crucial occasion. “It’s no big deal” I say to them, “It’s not that important back in Chile.” I am of course…

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Jigsaw

Either you love me or you hate me or you love me first to hate me as well Because the bullies were right there’s something wrong with me I’m fucked in the head in the blood in the soul in the heart A walking skinny mess immune to happiness constantly falling in the deepest, darkest,…

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