it depends on me if i don't go fast

it depends on me if I don't go fast, but I must rely on blocks from my inability to understand where is the way, I try to go where I can, it takes time, I get the easy times, I try of unnecessary testing, I am aware of what happens, I make rounds, one day, two days, and then I start again elsewhere, I do not know if I will live tomorrow, it's funny, life grows and I'm going more and more away without intending to take a sufficient distance, while in the passage is dark, we would need a light, but the vision is zero, what else, if one is lucky we quickly find food, but mostly we get lost to find themselves by chance, ten years have passed, my youth has fled, I am still able to have projects, go, back, be, have, with determined to keep searching why I'm me and how I can remain conscious about what I am is an interesting attempt, it allows me to do and undo, up and down a little bit