Some people say that I'm an angel.
Some of them say that I'm the devil.
Some of them say that I am a ghost.
Some of them say that I can't exist.
Some of them love me.
Some of them hate me.
The true is that I am an Angel felt from Heaven.
I wanna fly back there but I lost my wings.
The only chance for me to go back there, is to become pure, like angels does, and find the true love.
I'm the living prove of the angels existence.
