When will I be strong enough to confront the everyday situations that carry me away?
That depend on me to be there and finish what I started
When will you understand that strength is not the only thing I´m missing?
That I miss, and that I see in you
When will we reach the limit?
The time, the peace?
It must be soon ….
For my poor, no poor strength is bending towards the no good thought
When will it begin and end
When will I know?
When will you be there?
When will you let me go?