I am not any more that the shade of a being.scared to remember that tomorrow again, the illusion to find my heart transparency. to be insensible and tries of some way to accustom me to the world.to feel something in my , Made noise and to break and night hid my breathing and it cries .slowly me to transform in a shade in an illusion ghost.slowly it transforms to me into transparency

Knowledge that reflects their eyes.if you see the invisible truth.that they watch the future.without forgetting,the tracks of the past.