Tenemos poco tiempo de la vida.   ¿Qué quiero de la vida? ¿Qué quiero hacer… de verdad? ¿Qué es algo que me encanta mucho?   Estoy sentada En mi cama Tocando mi...

What I would give to breathe through fresh lungs Down to the depths of which I cannot reach   To have steady hands and an average heartbeat Eating without fear of losing it to a trash...

I wonder how the silence has eaten me up Was it in a swift motion gracefully without me knowing?  Was I too young to notice or too naive  Sometimes I just sit in the silence  As people question...

My room is a prison from time to time When it’s supposed to be a respite It only hurts every now and again And I promise I fight it the best I can With hobbies And friends And breaks. But...

They say happiness is a choice. So, I used to wonder: Is sadness a choice as well? Happiness is a positive emotion, something I know you strive for. Happiness is laughing with friends, seeing your excited...