I love my dad

and how strange is that I love where he lives

but he doesn't 

for him it was all strange

its my fucking best place in the world 

the library

stop saying its old 

it doesn't make sense for me

start saying the things that doesn't make sense to u 

bye

 you can say no 

to keep living your loneless

your amazing life you are discovering

your creativity

your writing 

you are able to say no 

you are able to say no 

you really are.

 See the signals

your grandma getting sick when u are in the states

your dad going alone to nyc 

I really hope he enjoys from the bottom of my heart

if there is something I know is that I love him 

and its hard for me to say that convinced 

you see

but I really do love him

I just want him to live the best life he can live

because he really tried to give that to me 

 you know what

just stop beeing cool?

just stop pretending you are the best 

stop trying to make it cool 

and show how u speak to everyone 

cool people are lying.

 Im happy to give that to my dad

a travel to New York

that what he needs 

that what I can give to him 

I feel good 

knowing he is going to be happy

I think that is love 

im learning to live

 im just learning to be me 

the why's and the how's 

the living alone 

the dreams 

and the power 

you hold 

im just learning to be me 

 you really dont feel that bad?

u told me you stopped believing in yourself 

but it really maybe doesn't matter?

you really said yes to photography

and that hurts?

to See how good you are at this?

because of him?

really?

you love music

u know u do