No expectations for the future. So hard and distant.
I am unstable like the weather, but my heart sometimes becomes light.
Life is not like a quadratic equation.
We are all in search of evolving.
I cannot fail again, at this moment it would be my end.
Delicate like a rose, so idiotic and naive.
I’m not joking, sometimes it’s painful. And sometimes it hurts.
It seems unbelievable that I try to deal with my own lies and dreams.
But when hurt comes, it is inevitable.
I am not good at dealing with this. Maybe.
Why does it seem so unfair and ironic?
Delicate like a rose.
No expectations for the future, so hard and distant.
I am unstable like the weather, but my heart sometimes becomes light.
What a cruel thing. I don’t deal well with this.
No amount of learning will make me evolve drastically. I am always changing my mind. Always changing my mind.
Feelings come like thunderstorms, lifting me up and disturbing me. My emotions are at their peak.
Delicate like a rose.
No expectations for the future, so hard and distant.
I am unstable like the weather, but my heart sometimes becomes light.
What a cruel thing to do to my heart. But I can learn. I can fall and get up many times, I’ve done it and I keep doing it.
I know, I will rise again, like I always do. Maybe in a very foolish and clever way.
I know, I will do it again.
Delicate like a rose.
Judson Kaique 08/06/2026