He was sure of himself but the others prevented from doing what he wanted, how to pass through the prohibitions he thought, I can step out but after a while it must slow down and lose ground immediately occupied by others who think only of their happiness, he was disappointed by life, when he was a boy everything was white around his ward, no hard evidence, the days were soft, they said we had lice, he did not like cabbage, but one day he was drunk, everything changed until the early morning or he awoke with a headache who banged the hammer against the wall of his youth, alarm, alarm in an uncertain world The day is sad, it must pass until the evening, no more bread chocolate taste, it can no longer accept the idea of immediate gratification, time is no more stable flies every second, it recognizes it goes well, he can not dream, his life is just in its reality, him, others, running, love of life, it is not safe to live long but at least he has known the that there is a chance in life to live, live long enough to get one day to light, it goes in a direction that may seem best, then he must continue