I do not know if I can help. The world works in a strange way. Unfair.
do I know you need kisses and still do not know how to share a laugh. In the end everything is forgotten, you will see how everything goes, I'm telling you, time passes. I wonder what is wrong in you to have to suffer in this way so brutal. There is nothing wrong with you, the problem is out there.
want you to know that all we ever feel lonely, but I really happen to you as soon as it is not fair that you feel so bitter.
tell me that the worst thing that happens every day is up in the morning, I hear that I wrinkled the penalty, but I understand that you do not excite the contempt, the bad words and the empty seat next to me. I understand that you're better at home, in your refuge, where no one asks for nothing, and I also understand that when you go out you become the loneliest girl in the universe, because at your age loneliness overcomes the limitations of land and expands in millions of infinite sadness, for the sky. I can only
Rozart cheek affectionately, and excited to hear you. Raise your head, you know you smile? I can also help you smile. That is beauty.
Illustration: Patricia Metola
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