Hoy me subí tarde al ordenador, en verdad no me apetecía, pero a veces, después que sucedan cosas si te apetece, hoy a sido así, una vez mas, se repite la misma historia, no sin que tal vez yo tenga parte de culpa, lo reconozco si la tengo, pero es algo inevitable, por mucho que se intente es así y creo que nunca cambiara, aun a mi pesar es tan simple como leer estas palabras que ahora escribo mientras me fumo un cigarro y pienso.
Escuchando música como siempre, pues dicen y dicen bien, que amansa a las fieras, he podido oír una canción que no me era extraña, pero tal vez no la escuche en su momento, o no quise entenderla.

Tracy Chapman - Fast Car

You've got a fast car, I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we can make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Any place is better
Starting from zero we've got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
Me myself i've got nothing to prove

You've got a fast car
I've got a plan to get us out of here
Been working down the convenience store
Managed to save just a little bit of money
We won't have to drive too far,
Just cross the border and into the city
You and I can both get jobs
And finally see what it means to be living.

You see my old man's got a problem
He lives with the bottle, that's the way it is
He says his body's too old for working
I say his body's too young to look like this
My mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life than he could give
I said somebody's got to take care of him
So I quit school and that's what I did.

You've got a fast car
But is it fast enough so we can fly away?
We have got to make a decision
We leave tonight or live and die this way

So remember when we were driving, driving in your car
Speed so fast feel like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder
And I had the feeling that I belonged
And I had a feeling i could be someone, be someone, be someone

You've got a a fast car
And we go cruising entertain ourselves,
You still ain't got a job
Now I work in a market as a checkout girl
I know things will get better
You'll find work and I'll get promoted
We'll move out of the shelter
Buy a bigger house and live in the suburbs

You've got a fast car
And I've got a job that pays all our bills
You stay out drinking late at the bar see more of your friends
Than you do of your kids
I'd always hoped for better
Thought maybe together you and me would find it
I've got no plans and I aint going nowhere
So take your fast car and keep on driving

You've got a fast car
But is it fast enough so we can fly away?
We have got to make a decision
Leave tonight or live and die this way