Todos los dibujos son mios menos dos del final de unas mariposas
Hice el argumento, que es bastante simbolico todo. Y me siento bastant identificada con el. Practicamente hablo en cierta forma de mi XP
Espero que os guste
->The drawings are all mine, least two butterflys on the end.
-> I do the argument, and all is a lot of symbolic. I feel very identified with this.
->Song: Taylor swift - Civil war
(The text is in spanish, my mother tongue, but I leave you here the TRANSLATE )
-A young and beautiful butterfly I was. Scared of those shadows don't go out of my cage. They hurt me and make fun of me for being different. I get to that light and fly, be free, but I fear those faces
-Eh? Who are you? A beautiful face appeared before me. He held out his hand full of warmth and with a bandage on it to my eyes, I caught her. Really, I wanted out of that cage. I trusted, he promised me that together we would go to that light, that he would be my eyes. Happy I was the place that I had long coveted. But ...
-As more time passed, my body felt weak and shaky. I was really scared, cold and felt as if I were engulfing darkness. Through an oversight the band moved away from my eyes.
-No!..Lie, everything was a lie! I hit the hand of ice and apart from me.
I will not stay here! I do not want to continue in this darkness! I will go alone and know not that surrounds me ... I guess this is my destiny.
-My face will be sad, tears fall from my eyes.
But my soul will be happy.
I will become free, I'll be what I am..
- ....I will be butterfly