
To know someone... an act, a fact, a fear, a mistake,a cry. You do something, but not all you do makes what you are. The boiling pot in the head, generates the attitude, that has repercussion in yourself and others. It's a point, it's a crossroads, but the real "me" is in my walkway, in the boarding diary of someone that even trying to hide his side, allow people to see that the strong is weak and the hill is a hole. Being sad, takes the individual to act in a road to make him even sadder, runaway from himself and be someone else. The fear and insecurity leads him to act as a bighorn, hard and opinion shaping, forged in metal. The sadness can explode the individual in happiness, the loss can make him expose gains, actual or imaginary ones, just in the moment the actual and imaginary are binded. Adapting to a new lifestyle, reality, limitations. A new world, people, friends, country and the fear of loosing someone as great as a dad can be into a young man's life. It's the hurricane's eye, from which, I don´t blame people for keeping the distance. I'll keep a distance myself...and keep my silence. The much you speak in these moments, the worse it gets.
To know someone... an act, a fact, a fear, a mistake,a cry. You do something, but not all you do makes what you are. The boiling pot in the head, generates the attitude, that has repercussion in yourself and others. It's a point, it's a crossroads, but the real "me" is in my walkway, in the boarding diary of someone that even trying to hide his side, allow people to see that the strong is weak and the hill is a hole. Being sad, takes the individual to act in a road to make him even sadder, runaway from himself and be someone else. The fear and insecurity leads him to act as a bighorn, hard and opinion shaping, forged in metal. The sadness can explode the individual in happiness, the loss can make him expose gains, actual or imaginary ones, just in the moment the actual and imaginary are binded. Adapting to a new lifestyle, reality, limitations. A new world, people, friends, country and the fear of loosing someone as great as a dad can be into a young man's life. It's the hurricane's eye, from which, I don´t blame people for keeping the distance. I'll keep a distance myself...and keep my silence. The much you speak in these moments, the worse it gets.