Monday, 6 August 2012

The Passenger

I want to do something good in my life. I want to be able to have the pleasure to get old one day look back and feel just pride and no regrets. Sometimes things get a little difficult, seem a dead end, but are only evidence by which we all must pass in order to value the achievements when we reached the top. Because who really want it, go ahead, showing the face, all faces. But who doesn't know if you really want to come back home. Life is about choices. I've said it before, many times before, and I keep repeating because I insist on the truth, I always insist on that never ceases to make sense, either today or 60 years from now. This will always be a fact.
I'm at a stage a little complicated in that all my certainties are being questioned and put to the test at all times. Sometimes it seems that I will not take it anymore, sometimes it seems like I'm crazy ... Some days I just wanna scream and shout and scream. But I can not, because it does not work that way. So I shut up and keep moving forward. And the only thing that moves me is the hope that one day I will not want to cry more as now.
I'm following a good path, but without doubt a difficult path. Especially when there are people who don't give you support and who are treating you with half the amount you actually have. Like you're a complete fool, unable to choose for himself, as if you were choosing the path of hell. I'll never forget the nights I cried and did not have to tell me, because I myself was not able to help me. There are things that hurt, there are things that hurt more than anyone can imagine. But these are things that give you the will to continue and do the best, giving blood, soul, heart, sweat and passion for what you believe, that one day you can rub in the face of those who did not believe you, you reached the top. With all the difficulties, but it came.
So I'm hitting the road again. I'm hoping that this time it work and I never look back and I regret what I did. I believe in myself and believe I can do something great for myself and some people close to me. And for now, that's enough.
I am the passenger.



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