There was a time in my life where I did not understand anything, I felt as if all those falling on my head ... now that time has passed.
I have a quiet life, a guy who loves me, a friend who'd give a piece of me if I asked a family that nn wait to see me ... I thought enough, but now here is a new obstacle, a stupid financial risks derail my peace of mind. If
shut my university, I find it again into the abyss ... I should move and study in a new country ... moving, how I hate that word ...
Transplanting myself to where I am this beautiful vase filled with good soil, but it is drying, and again rip them to my roots in a vessel apparently better ... but I am sure that this time my roots do not grow back, I was there wanted too much last time ...
as I can imagine a future where nn are even some on my present?
now I'm happy, I guess to be happy ... but like everything in my life, it will be a quick ... my happiness will wither as the plant that also transplanted in the new land will not find a way to put down roots ... and die.
