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Tied.

You feel the helplessness of   wanting to fly and no have wings , you want to lose and no one can know where you are ... you want to be free . Everyone is watching you , controls you. I live my life, my decisions , I want to be a person. What do I have to do to let me be free? Stop and think about you.

Atado.

Sientes la impotencia de querer volar y no tener alas, quieres perderte y que nadie pueda saber donde estás... quieres ser libre. Todo el mundo me vigila, me controla... Quiero vivir mi vida, mis decisiones, quiero ser una persona. ¿Que tengo que hacer para que me dejen ser libre? Para y piensa en ti.

Promises of oblivion.

When can we control what we feel? How much damage we get to know that we stop? How should the pain to start thinking ? Just tell me you do not love me , tell me I'm not what you want ... I ask you to stop this pain, I want to stop thinking about everything I do not hate you , but the damage is marked. I prefer to suffer now , forgetting love. Promises.

Promesas de olvido.

¿Cuándo podremos controlar lo que sentimos?¿Cuánto daño debemos recibir para saber que debemos parar?¿Cómo debe ser el dolor para empezar a pensar? Solo dime que no me quieres, dime que no soy lo que buscas... Te pido que pares este dolor, quiero dejar de pensar en todo y centrarme. No te odiaré, pero el daño se queda marcado. Prefiero sufrir ahora olvidando el amor. Promesas.

Casualty of love.

Only we control impulses when we decide, but sometimes the people we want to control us. We are casualty of love. It's easy to say what you feel when it is so clear and colorful, but there are things that cost show when the person you love, not love you . It hurts to see that does not look at you , it hurts to see that you can never reach it. We are casualty of love.

Víctimas de amor.

Solamente nosotros controlamos los impulsos cuando nosotros decidimos, pero a veces las personas que nos quieren nos controlan. Somos víctimas del amor. Es fácil decir lo que sientes cuando es tan claro y vistoso, pero hay cosas que cuestan demostrar cuando la persona a la que amas, no te amará. Duele ver que no se fija en ti, duele ver que nunca podrás alcanzarlo. Somos víctimas del amor.

Equality.

Do you think because I have a different style of thinking, because I have a definition of the body other than you, because I do not really know how are you .. that we are different ? Love match when two people come together , whether two men, two women, one woman and one man. We do not have to reject that form of love. We should learn, because we all live together in the same society . Maybe you despise something you do not know and It can be wonderful , better than you thought . Always think about you, but also in others. Equality is a right for all.