Moments, we feel that we dig

a gold, however there are who think that

it was a stone, WHY



Moments, we feel our life is growing through

the hands, but later on we discover

that growing without fighting, you won’t survive 




Moments, can be like the snow.

When you live the happiness

it plays a round and when you live

the sadness it dies from melting.




Moments, are painful when you

saw people treating us

as a game

It couldn’t be a battle, It is only a simple life





Moments, you trust your passion

Even if it becomes silent

Emotions can be the first language these days

Just keep trusting





Moments, create HOPE

Imagine your life without HOPE