Introduction of a broken personality


I've seen the world with a transparent veil that surrounds my body, I do not think clearly, do not breathe freely and my soul is like a hostage of the absurd sadness that I feel constantly, I often dramatize my thoughts, I use to feel a strong connection with reality and yet I refuse to live "down to earth," I like playing with words, recalling memories and recreate others in my mind, my flaws usually take control of my life. I think no one knows that I hide behind beutiful eyes that see everything in sepia. I think time is ridiculous, and of course I see everything with a touch of eroticism, and thats me a real person that loves blue days...