I feel that we've been fitting so many battles. And when we win, just doesn't feel real. Every time that a face victory I cry.
Looking through the pass, I know that we still have a lot de conquer. There are so many injustices that sometimes I can't breathe. And if it's had for me, it's worse for those that have less than me.
I want to fight. I will. Just breathe, my friend. We'll get true this.