Sometimes,
Many times,
All the time
the path gets lost,
you get lost,
we get lost.
I got lost on the way..
Sometimes,
more like
every time,
I wish I was someone else.
I wish I was a dog,
careless about life,
about fear
about love,
just looking pretty,
pooping anywhere,
sleeping any time.
All the time
I’d wish I’d be
a rock,
emotionally careless,
not caring about you,
nor anyone,
to just throw whoever away,
like shit going down a toilet,
it just goes
to some unknown place,
and we never get to see
our shit,
ever,
again.
But no,
I am lost,
I am a human,
I hurt,
I love,
I hurt even more,
I feel,
I stay with my shit,
and I don’t just look pretty.
Written by: Agatha Hidalgo
Photography: Rafael Loman
Model: Agatha Hidalgo
Agatha Hidalgo 