Tuesday, 27 April 2010

Are We Alone

Are we alone in this world
Am I alone in this life
Will there be any joy to live for
To see a new life
Hope
Faith
And a friend
People
Making up lies
Making up truth
Nothing to believe them
Like the kid who cried
Wolf
Just a born baby
Born from a criminal
Not his blame
His father
The reason to his
Misery
Loneliness
Lack of
Friendship
Coming out
To this world
To your parents
To your fiends
To yourself
Love is something you just cant tell
Weather its true
Weather it's false
You are not the only one to be
Denied
Unaccepted
Not loved
You are not
Alone

Tuesday, 13 April 2010

Light

Learning to believe in it
In the darkest place removes fear
Good job we say to the genius
Hope its given us
Today we need it more than ever.

Armadura

Armadellos are born with it
Richness covers it all
Many dont cover the most imortant thing
Amor, love the biggest wound of all
Dont show fear, take of that mask
Under the metal body is a man
Remembering what it used to be like, free
After all, your love is hit, the onething richness cant cover, El Amor

Tuesday, 15 December 2009

My True Confession

Friday, November 20, 2009, I started to post my blogs. I do have a confession to tell to all my fellow bloggers, at the beginning of my blogging time I said that I would write about about what happens to me on a daily basis, what I meant was that I was going to write about what happens to me in my imagination. Writing about my daily life is something very personal. In some of my stories, I may have put very little about what happens in my life but the rest is all bull.
When I was young my mother taught me that what happens at home stays at home, in other words; that whatever happens in my life is to myself or to people I trust the most.

Your identity is your most valuable piece of life. any word posted on the Internet is in control of the Internet, who know maybe in a few years they may blackmail you for money all because you agreed to the terms and conditions that they have every time you make yourself a user of a website.
Remember this in the future.

Michael Blackman

Monday, 14 December 2009

The True Reason

Over the years I've been in many schools (3), and moved to many places (Cayman Islands and Panama), but never I've wanted to stay in the place I moved to. when they gave me the news that we were going to move to Panama
I went mad, I honestly runaway form home (to my neighbors house for about an hour), and I had decided I was never going to comeback, my parents played along, I was 6.
A year had passed in Panama, everyday I would beg and beg and beg to go back, I always got the same answer.
One day my dad had came back from work and decided to go on a trip to Cayman Island, the whole family, one last time. I was so excited that I could piss my pants, Cayman was all I could dream of and my friends and the amount of stuff I would do. I had it all planed out in one of those cute detective booklets.

Things To Do
  1. Have fun
  2. Have more fun
  3. Have even more fun

And so on...

I wasn't sitting by the window on the way there, my sister was. When the plane landed I was so happy my cheeks almost popped. Then as we got out, I saw it, I didn't see the memory I had sen a year ago I hated that image, I hated my Cayman.

I realized that whatever decision our parents make is for our own good and safety.

Thank you dad.

Thursday, 10 December 2009

Slice of Life Thursday


I hate when my folks start to fight, I really get scared and i may have pissed my pants once (not kidding). Every time they fight I think my friends who's parents are divorced, i have many of them. Most of them say that they will come back together one day, and others say that they don't mind it (its obvious that they are really sad). I cant imagine myself in a situation like this, i would be so mad I would probably never speak to them again, make them get together. Most parents think that we don't understand much, but believe it or not us kids are smarter than adults.