Am I just a fool? I think not inclined the voice in my head
I have fed from the fruit called Life and have tasted the sweet and bitter end of it. Suffice to my understanding that I am now wise beyond my years, the fears and tears of my impertinent childhood, a lesson I find irrefutable.
Pride is nothing more than an act I find excusable…Excuse me…
Ignorant in my ways, I used to think crime pays…The irony of life is that when you get caught you’re the one who pays.
Ignorance is more deadly than an unsheathed sword…About to decapitate my head for believing in horoscopes…My mind cannot absorb all the politics; it is numbed with stupor, I need more time to fully understand but it is hopeless, because all that’s left is the illusion of time…Time…Time is ticking and everyday it got me thinking about the lives I’ve touched a residue of reason, distorted by the callous indifference to suffering….No… This self-flagellation is now irrelevant, I need to come to terms with life and be flexible…always…♥
Beatriz Esmer 