Cartas a mí
Massacre
Letters to myself
Limiting my formula to study,
To search for a book and learn to love,
Finding the time,
Overcoming the fear.
My question is who failed
And what prevents me from floating in this sea.
Finding the strength
That invites me to change
Repairing my soul and starting to speak,
Postponing the roles,
Breaking the mold.
Reborn hoping to be myself
And forget the role
That someone gave me,
Reborn hoping to be myself.
Forget that role
That someone gave me,
And that script that someone
Thought was appropriate for me.
The one I've seen is the one I've got, you try to hide, you had to hide.