Happiness is a combination of love and comfort. Friendship and romance. Comedy and confidence.

It's what I felt when I was kid. When you want run, but someone is hugging you. When you want grow up, and someone is arrested you. When you want scream, and someone is trying to shut you up. When you want moving on, and someone is putting you down.

Já não há poesia escrita. Nem sentida, nem real. Há poesia pensada, administrada com o tempo. Como quem não sabe do que fala, como quem não sabe o que sente.  

I got a war in my mind.