Have you ever seen it? My half-smile I mean. Isn’t it deceiving? It never lets you know what is trully going on. It always lie, It always tell you that I am alright. That everything is going fine. My half-smile hides it all, It keeps in check the cool mask It hides the real one. My half-smile only reaches part of my lips, It doesn’t add a spark in my eyes, It doesn’t raise my eyebrows, It doesn’t make my heart skip a beat, And there is no adrenalina that is speeding so fast That it could give me a heart attack. No, none of that. My half-smile doesn’t allow you to know who I truly am, It doesn’t allow you to know the struggles I face, It doesn’t tell you the pain I feel, It doesn’t share the sadness that overwhelms me, It doesn’t allow you to see the hatred that kills me; It doesn’t let you see the real me. If you see my half-smile Don’t let it deceive you, I am not asking for you to ask questions I am not asking for you to fi...
Just a blog where I can pour my craziness, my inspirations, my creativity, my thoughts, my joys, my sadness, my happiness in English, in Spanish, in Spanglish! I hope that you can find something that can put a smile on your face, or a tear in your eye, or it can give you hope...