I was doing something in Word when I realised I wroted this:
I did not asked to be born
I do not want to stay in the shadows
I did not choosed the one I love
I do not want to hide my sadness
I had to fight my desires
And pretend to love life
I hear the door that close
I extinguished the sun that rise
Yet I cry eatch night
I don't recognize who I am
I have the impression that it goes too far
I don't know what I became
I am afraid of the dark
The one that pursues us
The black along the despair
The one that trows people in the lost
