DOUBTS AND FEARS

I knew already that I was not safe.
Not even here, in this big city, far from everything and everybody.
Far from all the mistakes I made.
But not far enough... apparently.
It looks like this is not the real life. It looks something else. Not even a dream.
Or is all the way around?
I think I'm starting to be confused...
Or are the people around confused? With their double lives, with their double faces...
...with their double thoughts...

As I said, thinking is a miracle, but believing is THE miracle.
It looks so easy, but it's so hard to feel.

Maybe I should really go to hell, as the message I recieved last night said.

Thanks God tomorrow I go back in Europe... even if I don't think is the right thing to do.