Ojalá

I need motivation, not wanting to win
And if one day I lost my fear of losing
It hurts to have run to not arrive
Now I know that the journey is also the goal

I've grown fears that I never educated
And I know the answers for not asking
I felt like no one when I had the good
And I cried like everyone when something goes away

No one teaches you to be strong but they force you
No one ever wanted a weak person to trust
No one teaches you the steps in a world
That forces you every day to be able to get up and walk

Where you were so happy you will always return
Even if you confuse pain with happiness
And you are no longer yourself, but you think of yourself
And that will kill

And hopefully they never hug you for the last time
There are so many to be with, but not to be
We are just paths that tend to twist
Thousands of loose complexes that we must overcome

Hopefully if they accepted you for the first time
And understood that we all deserve good
That there is no person who should not have
Since we are circumstances that we never chose to be

Trust never returned with time
And the fruit of my life is not based on what I have
And if all moments could pass more slowly
If you would doubt this time in the attempt

And if we understood that we are perfect
Despite smudges that want to stain the canvas
Everything is a sum, although the rest doesn't think so
One thing is what I am and another is just what I show

That I no longer fear losing, but giving up
That I no longer want to win, but to be convinced
That long before being happy I must be with myself
That I'm going to look at the rope to say: I continue

That I'm going to stop demanding everything I ask of myself
And I'm going to learn to accept what I never achieve
That I'm going to stop blaming myself, lying to myself, failing myself
Tell myself late truths that I need

Because I also dedicated time
To someone who doesn't even remember me
I also picked up the pieces
Of the same thing I later broke
I haven't understood myself
And I understand that it will be like that
I haven't been confused
I've been fused with the worst of me

I've moved to problems
And I wanted to be happy there
And I've gone in circles
For not removing you from the middle
I've asked everyone
To be able to define myself
How to tell a river
To stop and stop flowing?

No one teaches you to be strong but they force you
No one ever wanted a weak person to trust
No one teaches you the steps in a world
That forces you every day to be able to get up and walk

Where you were so happy you will always return
Even if you confuse pain with happiness
And you are no longer yourself, but you think of yourself
And that will kill

And hopefully they never hug you for the last time
There are so many to be with, but not to be
We are just paths that tend to twist
Thousands of loose complexes that we must overcome

Hopefully if they accepted you for the first time
And understood that we all deserve good
That there is no person who should not have
Since we are circumstances that we never chose to be