THE RETURN

She´s not really sure what´s there waiting for her, everything she has done back there was only stare, now just wating, thinking, trying to be aware. She came looking for a different future, always learning from a different culture. Being alone is the best for now, she has no clue about who, why, what or how. Dance around the music of her own mess, while the rest, look at her as if she was less. No regrets, never make no bets. She rather stay still until she lose her will. Being quiet and moving slowly has always been the clue for surviving lonely. Come back was not her plan, she was forced as some dreams they turned into sand. Has to fix a lot of stuff, give her one more cause, for her it´s never enough. Leave her alone, either way everyone has already gone, time to walk on the sunny streets without a place to call home. Jump the fence but don´t knock on the door or come inside, she´ll be waiting on the darkest corner, gun on her head, ready to shoot, paranoid, confused and so afraid. If you want to help, stay away, you can talk but she has nothing else to say. End these shouting and kicking, no other way when she started the game knowing that the important pieces were always missing.