You are 5 years old and you wait for your parents to come in on the door and snap your chest, but nobody comes.
You do not remember the moment you left, you were so small then.
The door has always been open, and that phone sounds so rare.
But you continue to wait ...
You are 7 years old, you have to go first in class first, but it's painful knowing your dad will not be there to hold your hand, and your mother will not bind your hair.
But you still find power to smile, you're just a kid ...
You are 10 years old, you finish class 4 and miss you.
It's the freshman's ball, all the kids are with their parents, and you're the only ones.
You hide your tear, it hurts, but you think it will be good.
You are 15 years, ah what time passes.
First love, first kiss, all new to you.
But your mom is not there to give you advice, and your dad does not kiss you good night.
You are 17 years old, problems have begun.
The first cigarette, the first beating, the first quarrels, the first signs on the wrist.
Your friends have changed, that guy who promised you he will always be with you, now he's with another.
And you feel like again, like the first time.
You feel alone, forgotten and injured.
You are just a shadow, a shadow that lies in the way of all ... and unfortunately you are me.
