quinta-feira, 8 de agosto de 2013

Steps

                  I never know what to say.  Sometimes I feel like I'm trapped inside a maze where I can't find the final exit to set me free of myself. I'm lost. I keep on moving on but all I do is turn the corner to reach a dead end road, so I must turn around and go back to where I know I haven't made a mistake. One step forward, a hundred step backwards. This is my life, I suppose so.
 

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