I stopped wondering why,
if some things happen.
I stopped asking myself the reason behind some other people’s behavior.
I stopped wanting to worry,
I stopped wanting to think about what’s going on behind my back.
After all, that’s where the people who talk stay.
I also stopped wanting to change my life,
first I’m learning to accept it,
and I’m noticing it’s not easy at all.
But I stopped worrying,
not to believe me capable
or at the height of this life.
A lot of things flow through me,
without really touching me.