I still don’t remember when or how I lost my way. Has it really been that long? A year? I keep asking myself, where the hell I was. What was I really thinking of? ‘Cause girl, face it. Everybody says I’m acting weird, they’re concerned, but I’m the only person in the planet who hasn’t noticed something has changed? Came to the conclusion I’m the one with serious pathologies. Lunatic, freak, bitch, weirdo, crazy? Yeah maybe. I mean, who knows. It is said crazy people don’t know they are eventually crazy. I might be one of them, why not?
Even though I’m trying hard, I still don’t come with the answers. Who the hell did I think I was?, and I was the one pointing a finger to those with troubles concerning friends? Shame on me. Was so wrong. All my life had turned upside down in a blink of an eye. Not truly having her is killing me. I need her here right now as she’s been all along these fifteen years. I’m not ready. Not to lose her. Can’t stand it. What am I suppose to do? I’m no one, I’m nothing.