My voice

 As my 15 years passed, I knew I had a passion, a skill, a voice that had come since I was a kid. Though it was hidden by eyes, shadows, perspectives that never showed the real truth, the real face, the transparency. But it was that fire that I couldn’t avoid — it just flourished inside me with such power and emotions. I now speak, write, think. Could you understand a mind that never saw what a real world may seem? A world that may never be the one she hoped — a little girl that wished to be an actress, that tried to compensate for this society with flaws. But can this society, upon the girl’s family, really be that right? No. Their flaws are covered by a cheap and unrealistic opinion that everyone accepted or tried to coexist with. THAT IS a real shadow. How can this globe welcome a little girl with dreams if, at the end, it’s crushed by her supposed home?

So better be aware of what you think, 'cause I think we need to be careful.