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"I have a right to be wrong"

"I have a right to be wrong" - drawing

35x25 cm - colored pencils, stickers ycola glitter. (2008)

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"I have a right to be wrong" - Alejandra Guzman.

I have the right to be wrong ... get up and stumble

again to reinvent who I am, to make the same mistake ..

never know where I go, forget my pain

'll bet you love ...

I have the right to be wrong ... me volvere a mistake.

I have the right to be wrong, but I'm going to hold,

I have to release me, to breathe ...

I have the right to be wrong, I have the right to sing

what is in my heart, what I wrote with my pain ...

I have the right to be wrong ... mourn leave me alone ...

I do not care what they say, if the decision is mine,

my destiny is already written, is that I find my way.

I can be whatever you want to be, wrong and I can not deny.

Everything is waiting for me, 'm just learning to live ...

I have the right to be wrong, get up and stumble,

again to reinvent who I am, to commit the same error ...

never know where I go, forget my pain

'll bet you love ...

I have a right to be wrong ... me volvere a mistake ..

I have the right to be wrong, but I'm going to hold,

I have to release me, to breathe ...

I have the right to be wrong, I have the right to sing

what is in my heart, what I wrote with my pain ...

I have the right to be wrong ... mourn leave me alone ...

Tattoos Coering Stretchmarks

"This vez.El pain. It was. "

"This time. Love. Was"

35x25-crayons, glitter glue-2008

"This time" - Cafe Tacuba .

suddenly no longer happens in my
suddenly she's not who I am
suddenly no longer recognize anything
than
Today was a day I wonder what change in my day I wonder

where I might not exist
responses to what I'm trying to solve
This time I come looking for the heart
this time I'll try again this time and
but I try to do well
if life gives me another chance Suddenly
no longer happens in my
suddenly she's not who I am
may not exist
responses to what I'm trying to solve
This time I do not want another illusion
this time I'll try again this time and more
I will try make
well if life gives me another chance ...

"Pain"

I wonder what capacity has the heart to be carrying injuries and pain ...
stretch my hands and I can not touch you ... cry with all my strength and do not get to listen.
Loneliness and anxiety chokes me choking me .... I need a soul to take hold of my beats or a huge shield to harden my senses.
Hope, sadly, is about to give up, and muted madness that grows with the agony ...
sharp twinge in the soul, destroys reason and calm waves. Nothing
internally stops the tears shed ...
No one suspects what I feel, because no one stops to look at me .... Damn
life, full of expectations and any goal accomplished ...
Suplicio prevailing every breath of air that ventilates the void stretching my lungs .... I feel no ... no ... I see only the footprints
creates my energy, leaving evidence of my step over here ...
feel the silence in response to an "I love you" that sticks in the chest, which does not bleed, but dying ... Blessed
pride that I care!
I become icy rejection figure returns indiscriminately, while creating internal furrows drops salty spring from the eyes and affect every corner frozen, like bells reminiscent of the vicious circle that hurts and bleeds me.

"Was" - Soda Stereo

I have come to the end

with tired arms

many times you vi simulating an oversight

and that happened

I clutch to the empty

with your honey poisonous

fuiste mia y el hastio

nos llevo al desengaño,

y eso paso
fue..
suaves telas sobre el piso,

una parte de la euforia

y lo mas resbaladizo

es creernos sin memoria

y eso paso
fue...