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About Me
A Rocky Road
Should I tell it by the year,
by the boyfriend
or by the job or by location
or by the colour or length
of my hair?' I asked myself.
'By the year, I guess,' I answered.
'Everything else changes,
everything else is sporadic
and is what makes it, IT.
But, the events become days
and weeks and months,
and the months add up to years....always.
No matter how difficult life is in general.....
No matter how rocky the road.'
I look into the mirror
See myself, I'm over me
I need space for my desires
Have to dive into my fantasies
I know as soon as I'll arrive
Everything is possible
Cause no one has to hide
Beyond the invisibleEnigma
