Missing Chii imaginary world. Clouds and chocolate. Llhamas and balloons. Coffee and snakes. Smoke and mistery. Cats. Girls, having fun or weeping, in love, with anger. Rainbows and darkness. Hours and hours, me, Chii and the color pencils, creating a new world.
Maybe i still can create in this new and real world i'm living in. I have a different guide here, she's Lígia. But now everything is so much poor. meaningless. Work and grades. Self-control. Medicine. Trying to be strong, to do 28736 tasks, to do not complain, to understand everybody, to be kind. Ligia's world is cruel, she has to understand everybody while no one understands her and i can't even name my own character! "Do this!", "Do that!", "Let us kill Chii, you don't need her", "Lígia, sign here and let us have your soul" Always a new task. No one ever say - "Now is over, my sweetie, we don't want anything from you. Please keep your soul, live with Chii, she's yourself, go find her!"
Maybe i was just delusional. Maybe i'll always be a kid. Maybe i'm 20, adult or something.... Or maybe I'm just an artist. Locked in a cage. Yelling with my eyes to every stranger "please, set me free, i'm so tired"
But then there'll be the day i'll set me free. I'll find Chii again, I think she's dying.
"Pobres de nós, que dominamos o mundo e perdemos a nós mesmos"
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