I am the sum of all the words I’ve said to you,I am the sum of all the things I’ve done to you.I’m the sum of all my right decisions and all my mistakes,all my triumphs and all my defeats,I’m all the moments I daredand all those I was scared,all the ugliness I createdand all the beauty I destroyed.
I want to become the favorite song of my own uprising. I want to see the most forgotten, unused part of my soul the one which for years I kept closed out of spite, find the courage to go up to my mind and start writing liberation slogans across its highest fences.