POETRY
FREE
Paola Beatriz Bustos Morales

I wanted you to know
that my damage is something that only I choose.
That I let myself deserve for your pushes
as if they were wind that places me far from you
Because all my doors are open and I am free.
that the hate
It is the disguise of a skin, the reverse of a body,
and from afar
your face feels backwards,
loss,
and there is nothing worse than feeling lost
within oneself
that you wanted to cover my eyes
and sink,
but my gaze is closer to the sea
than of your soil.
And I repeat:
I smile because I´m on the living side
I see some people that I know
And I smile inside
Because I know now that life's too short
To turn away and hid
I run in the rain
Smiling a real smile
I Feel really, truly happy
More happy than I have felt in a long time
And I know sometimes I will fall
And my strength will seem so small
It's sad in a way
But to be truly happy
That's the piece you have to pay
I am Finally free!!