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This is a story about control; Control of yourself ... control of your life .... control from other people
This is a story about me and you, and it starts this way...

It´s just another day in my life, a gray one; and it seems that no one and nothing will change it. Same old bed in the same corner of the room. the same blankets over me huging me tight. The sun fighting to come in by the window makes all books look old and unreal. The shadow-light game become anoying and finally I must wake up to face the new day.

I stopped in the way, because life is getting faster and faster every second. and I´m sure you´ve felt the same way as me. I stop right there and start spinning around. The whole world must be stopped.... nothing makes sense and in the end of the day I´m nothing.... I became nothing.

Life tends to be quiet...try to pass softly and noiseless by us..... reality is nothing but a dizzy dream....
or... it´s all the oposite? .... I don´t know when I´m dreaming anymore.... The world confuses with another realities every second and I´m tired of all that stuff

Life is just to much.... and I want to break free

It´s my life... for all the gods ... and I will live it at my way..... What the hell is coming on? ....why on earth I´m still here.....

This is a story about discontrol..... because I lost my battle against it .... this is my story ....and I hope It won´t be yours