You tell me.

Why do you hold my hand, then?
I don't need a frend to hold me hard when he is sad..
I need a friend to ask me how am I.

Is you're not that kind of friend, then you can stop holding my hand.
Don't even dare to hug me, I'm not someone else's price.
But... why?

Why can't you trust me?
What did I do wrong? Should I change?
Or should you?

You tell me...
Do you really care about me?
Do you really love me?

I never knew you were such a fool...
How could I know that?
Better...
Why did you pretend to be my friend when you never even care?
Why?

It may sound repetitive... but it's true.. WHY?
All around me is fast moving.

How does it feel to hurt someone without carrying at all?
You tell me...

Six Billion Souls / Seis Billones de Almas

'At this moment, there are six billion, four hundred seventy million, eight hundred eighteen thousand, six hundred and seventy one people in the world.
Some are running scared, some want to understand love... some are just trying to survive and some are living life as it comes.
There are lots of kinds of people out there in the world, maybe waiting for you to find them.
Six billion people who may be someone to care about, someone to trust in...
Six billion people, six billion lives, six billion souls... And sometimes, all you need is one.'

'En este momento, hay seis billones, cuatrocientos setente milliones, ochocientos deciocho mil, seiscientos setenta y un personas en el mundo.
Algunos huyen atemorizados, otros quieren entender el amor... Algunos solo tratan de sobrevivir y otros viven la vida como viene.
Hay muchos tipos de personas en el mundo, que talvéz están esperando que los encuentres.
Sies billones de personas que podrían ser alguien de quién preocuparse, o en quién confiar...
Seis billones de personas, seis billones de vidas, seis billones de almas.. Y a veces, solo necesitas una.