Everything I believed has changed now, I believed in people, and they changed faster than I expected. They turn their sentences around as if they were made of soft iron. Or maybe from a cloud's fur, the wind can shape them as it wants. Wind of looking for someone more useful than you. I believed in love; it changes with needs. If you provide something, they will stay; otherwise, there are plenty of reasons why they shouldn't choose you. I believed in fate, but after living 30 years of my life, I see nothing that I would have gotten if it were written in fate. And people say that you have to work for it? Didn't I do anything for it? Didn't I deserve it after giving my everything to life? I just want to become someone who is healthy enough to walk and talk. And fate ruined it for me. It feels like they have never written anything for me. I believed in hope, but sometimes even hope doesn't work. It feels like another lie people have told you about. Because every time...