Alone with your parentsno more love between them,no more love for
their union ..their children, you live a childhood
misunderstood.With time and silence, you try to find your
mark,but your beauty hides your thirstfor destruction of
anger.Your husband loves you but you need much more.You feel you
don’t curse of all that,with time you drinkall the love you
mustgive to your children ..Like your, they drive backall that
breaks their heart.Nobody understands you.You feel it has gone
too far,although your marks are there,you turn straight to
madness.Alone with your past,you can’t stop imaging a world
without memoriesnor regrets you live your lifeto an end with no
hope,no matter where you are, you will find peace and
happiness.For you I fight this depressionthat you left me,the
same you couldn’t face.