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Chapter 8 "Time never seems to pass, but when it passes it's that pain... I don't know where all this suffering comes from. I don't even know why I have it. I was born with it stuck in my soul. It feels like fate... Maybe a curse... I rest by looking at the people around me How have friends, how they smile We all have our problems, mine is this Fear of getting close, afraid of suffering again Again? I wish I had friends, smile a lot But what Am I standing in a corner, alone? Why don't I try to find people? Why do I hide so much from the world...? What am I afraid of? What do I hate? People... They don't know how to take care of someone like me. So simple and sensitive. I just need love... But... who knows what this is these days?" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
- Escritor
