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I’m trying to be in their position? I have lost friends becuse of drugs. I trying to understand what encouraged them to be involved in drugs? I exactly dont know so I came down to this. In memory of Ale, Luis, Tony, Tanya and all people who have vanished because of drugs.
SUBSTANCES

There I was, standing, alone. It was just me and my soul inside a melancholic, obscure room, without anyone to listen to what I had to say or express. I looked through the window, in order to find an answer for what seemed absurd to me. All I saw was a dark clouded day. Is anyone out there? Can anyone hear me at all? The answer was always the same! It was just me and my soul together inside a melancholic and obscure room.
Everyday the pain inside of me, the challenges of live, and the indifference of humanity, helped for anger and frustrations to make of me their victim. Everything inside of me, as well as everything around me, was collapsing. I had to pretend happiness, I had to pretend I had a jovial life, for those who were around me. I had to pretend for those that cared for me.
Evrething changed when I was introduced to the world of the substances. A world that eased my life. A world who would reduce my pain. The world of the substances was my hide out. It was my refuge. It was the only way to isolate myself from the frustrations.
I loved this new factor in my life, untill I realized that it wasnt as enjoyable like the first time. What I thought I was the master of, enslaved me for life. What started as a game, ended to be a living hell. What used to relieve my problems, now made them worst than what they actually were. I couldnt hide, I couldnt run. Everywhere I would go, the substance world would follow me.
I was a human, a human that learned to co exist in two worlds. I was one with family and friends. I was someone else when I was left alone. I wasnt in control of this situation anymore. I grabbed, I stole, I made my possetion, what others had worked for. I even killed to obtain what I wanted. And all for what? To satisfy my body, with substances that you might not even know.
I was a fool to think I wasnt loved, to think I was invisible to the eyes of others, to think that I was the only person with challenges. I was blind. I see myself in a white cold room, where familiar faces are gathered. Tears run down their cheeks and die at their lips. Now I ask myself. Why? Why did I decided to destroy myself. I was invalid to say I wasnt loved. Is it too late to think of that now? I caused my own destruction.
Now my life is in play. I wanted to be noticed. I achieved that but, at what price? I was the founder, and the main attraction, of this nightmare. Time has passed by and, I look up at the sky. This time is not in search of an answer, but to thank for the second chance I was given. The world of the substances took as low as it could. It made me do things that now I regret. I was a monster. Its good to know that that is just in the past.
Today is another day. Just today I have been clean. Just today I feel relieved. But, for how long? It doesnt matter. Now I know that I was wrong.

I’m trying to be in their position! I have lost friends becuse of drugs. I trying to understand what encouraged them to be involved in drugs? I exactly dont know so I came down to this. In memory of Ale, Luis, Tony, Tanya and all people who have vanished because of drugs.
SUBSTANCES

There I was, standing, alone. It was just me and my soul inside a melancholic, obscure room, without anyone to listen to what I had to say or express. I looked through the window, in order to find an answer for what seemed absurd to me. All I saw was a dark clouded day. Is anyone out there? Can anyone hear me at all? The answer was always the same! It was just me and my soul together inside a melancholic and obscure room.
Everyday the pain inside of me, the challenges of live, and the indifference of humanity, helped for anger and frustrations to make of me their victim. Everything inside of me, as well as everything around me, was collapsing. I had to pretend happiness, I had to pretend I had a jovial life, for those who were around me. I had to pretend for those that cared for me.
Evrething changed when I was introduced to the world of the substances. A world that eased my life. A world who would reduce my pain. The world of the substances was my hide out. It was my refuge. It was the only way to isolate myself from the frustrations.
I loved this new factor in my life, untill I realized that it wasnt as enjoyable like the first time. What I thought I was the master of, enslaved me for life. What started as a game, ended to be a living hell. What used to relieve my problems, now made them worst than what they actually were. I couldnt hide, I couldnt run. Everywhere I would go, the substance world would follow me.
I was a human, a human that learned to co exist in two worlds. I was one with family and friends. I was someone else when I was left alone. I wasnt in control of this situation anymore. I grabbed, I stole, I made my possetion, what others had worked for. I even killed to obtain what I wanted. And all for what? To satisfy my body, with substances that you might not even know.
I was a fool to think I wasnt loved, to think I was invisible to the eyes of others, to think that I was the only person with challenges. I was blind. I see myself in a white cold room, where familiar faces are gathered. Tears run down their cheeks and die at their lips. Now I ask myself. Why? Why did I decided to destroy myself. I was invalid to say I wasnt loved. Is it too late to think of that now? I caused my own destruction.
Now my life is in play. I wanted to be noticed. I achieved that but, at what price? I was the founder, and the main attraction, of this nightmare. Time has passed by and, I look up at the sky. This time is not in search of an answer, but to thank for the second chance I was given. The world of the substances took as low as it could. It made me do things that now I regret. I was a monster. Its good to know that that is just in the past.
Today is another day. Just today I have been clean. Just today I feel relieved. But, for how long? It doesnt matter. Now I know that I was wrong.

I’m trying to be in their position! I have lost friends becuse of drugs. Im trying to understand what encouraged them to be involved in drugs? I exactly dont know so I came down to this. In memory of Ale, Luis, Tony, Tanya and all people who have vanished because of drugs.
SUBSTANCES

There I was, standing, alone. It was just me and my soul inside a melancholic, obscure room, without anyone to listen to what I had to say or express. I looked through the window, in order to find an answer for what seemed absurd to me. All I saw was a dark clouded day. Is anyone out there? Can anyone hear me at all? The answer was always the same! It was just me and my soul together inside a melancholic and obscure room.
Everyday the pain inside of me, the challenges of live, and the indifference of humanity, helped for anger and frustrations to make of me their victim. Everything inside of me, as well as everything around me, was collapsing. I had to pretend happiness, I had to pretend I had a jovial life, for those who were around me. I had to pretend for those that cared for me.
Evrething changed when I was introduced to the world of the substances. A world that eased my life. A world who would reduce my pain. The world of the substances was my hide out. It was my refuge. It was the only way to isolate myself from the frustrations.
I loved this new factor in my life, untill I realized that it wasnt as enjoyable like the first time. What I thought I was the master of, enslaved me for life. What started as a game, ended to be a living hell. What used to relieve my problems, now made them worst than what they actually were. I couldnt hide, I couldnt run. Everywhere I would go, the substance world would follow me.
I was a human, a human that learned to co exist in two worlds. I was one with family and friends. I was someone else when I was left alone. I wasnt in control of this situation anymore. I grabbed, I stole, I made my possetion, what others had worked for. I even killed to obtain what I wanted. And all for what? To satisfy my body, with substances that you might not even know.
I was a fool to think I wasnt loved, to think I was invisible to the eyes of others, to think that I was the only person with challenges. I was blind. I see myself in a white cold room, where familiar faces are gathered. Tears run down their cheeks and die at their lips. Now I ask myself. Why? Why did I decided to destroy myself. I was invalid to say I wasnt loved. Is it too late to think of that now? I caused my own destruction.
Now my life is in play. I wanted to be noticed. I achieved that but, at what price? I was the founder, and the main attraction, of this nightmare. Time has passed by and, I look up at the sky. This time is not in search of an answer, but to thank for the second chance I was given. The world of the substances took as low as it could. It made me do things that now I regret. I was a monster. Its good to know that that is just in the past.
Today is another day. Just today I have been clean. Just today I feel relieved. But, for how long? It doesnt matter. Now I know that I was wrong.

I’m trying to be in their position! I have lost friends because of drugs. Im trying to understand what encouraged them to be involved in drugs? I exactly dont know so I came down to this. In memory of Ale, Luis, Tony, Tanya and all people who have vanished because of drugs.
SUBSTANCES

There I was, standing, alone. It was just me and my soul inside a melancholic, obscure room, without anyone to listen to what I had to say or express. I looked through the window, in order to find an answer for what seemed absurd to me. All I saw was a dark clouded day. Is anyone out there? Can anyone hear me at all? The answer was always the same! It was just me and my soul together inside a melancholic and obscure room.
Everyday the pain inside of me, the challenges of live, and the indifference of humanity, helped for anger and frustrations to make of me their victim. Everything inside of me, as well as everything around me, was collapsing. I had to pretend happiness, I had to pretend I had a jovial life, for those who were around me. I had to pretend for those that cared for me.
Evrething changed when I was introduced to the world of the substances. A world that eased my life. A world who would reduce my pain. The world of the substances was my hide out. It was my refuge. It was the only way to isolate myself from the frustrations.
I loved this new factor in my life, untill I realized that it wasnt as enjoyable like the first time. What I thought I was the master of, enslaved me for life. What started as a game, ended to be a living hell. What used to relieve my problems, now made them worst than what they actually were. I couldnt hide, I couldnt run. Everywhere I would go, the substance world would follow me.
I was a human, a human that learned to co exist in two worlds. I was one with family and friends. I was someone else when I was left alone. I wasnt in control of this situation anymore. I grabbed, I stole, I made my possetion, what others had worked for. I even killed to obtain what I wanted. And all for what? To satisfy my body, with substances that you might not even know.
I was a fool to think I wasnt loved, to think I was invisible to the eyes of others, to think that I was the only person with challenges. I was blind. I see myself in a white cold room, where familiar faces are gathered. Tears run down their cheeks and die at their lips. Now I ask myself. Why? Why did I decided to destroy myself. I was invalid to say I wasnt loved. Is it too late to think of that now? I caused my own destruction.
Now my life is in play. I wanted to be noticed. I achieved that but, at what price? I was the founder, and the main attraction, of this nightmare. Time has passed by and, I look up at the sky. This time is not in search of an answer, but to thank for the second chance I was given. The world of the substances took as low as it could. It made me do things that now I regret. I was a monster. Its good to know that that is just in the past.
Today is another day. Just today I have been clean. Just today I feel relieved. But, for how long? It doesnt matter. Now I know that I was wrong.

I’m trying to be in their position! I have lost friends because of drugs. Im trying to understand what encouraged them to be involved in drugs? I exactly dont know so I came down to this. In memory of Ale, Luis, Tony, Tanya and all people who have vanished because of drugs.
SUBSTANCES

There I was, standing, alone. It was just me and my soul inside a melancholic, obscure room, without anyone to listen to what I had to say or express. I looked through the window, in order to find an answer for what seemed absurd to me. All I saw was a dark clouded day. Is anyone out there? Can anyone hear me at all? The answer was always the same! It was just me and my soul together inside a melancholic and obscure room.
Everyday the pain inside of me, the challenges of live, and the indifference of humanity, helped for anger and frustrations to make of me their victim. Everything inside of me, as well as everything around me, was collapsing. I had to pretend happiness, I had to pretend I had a jovial life, for those who were around me. I had to pretend for those that cared for me.
Evrething changed when I was introduced to the world of the substances. A world that eased my life. A world who would reduce my pain. The world of the substances was my hide out. It was my refuge. It was the only way to isolate myself from the frustrations.
I loved this new factor in my life, untill I realized that it wasnt as enjoyable like the first time. What I thought I was the master of, enslaved me for life. What started as a game, ended to be a living hell. What used to relieve my problems, now made them worst than what they actually were. I couldnt hide, I couldnt run. Everywhere I would go, the substance world would follow me.
I was a human, a human that learned to co exist in two worlds. I was one with family and friends. I was someone else when I was left alone. I wasnt in control of this situation anymore. I grabbed, I stole, I made my possetion, what others had worked for. I even killed to obtain what I wanted. And all for what? To satisfy my body, with substances that you might not even know.
I was a fool to think I wasnt loved, to think I was invisible to the eyes of others, to think that I was the only person with challenges. I was blind. I see myself in a white cold room, where familiar faces are gathered. Tears run down their cheeks and die at their lips. Now I ask myself. Why? Why did I decided to destroy myself. I was invalid to say I wasnt loved. Is it too late to think of that now? I caused my own destruction.
Now my life is in play. I wanted to be noticed. I achieved that but, at what price? I was the founder, and the main attraction, of this nightmare. Time has passed by and, I look up at the sky. This time is not in search of an answer, but to thank for the second chance I was given. The world of the substances took me as low as it could. It made me do things that now I regret. I was a monster. Its good to know that that is just in the past.
Today is another day. Just today I have been clean. Just today I feel relieved. But, for how long? It doesnt matter. Now I know that I was wrong.

R.I.P, my friends, I will always remember you! I have lost friends because of drugs. Im trying to understand what encouraged them to be involved in drugs? I exactly dont know so I came down to this. In memory of Ale, Luis, Tony, Tanya and all people who have vanished because of drugs.
SUBSTANCES

There I was, standing, alone. It was just me and my soul inside a melancholic, obscure room, without anyone to listen to what I had to say or express. I looked through the window, in order to find an answer for what seemed absurd to me. All I saw was a dark clouded day. Is anyone out there? Can anyone hear me at all? The answer was always the same! It was just me and my soul together inside a melancholic and obscure room.
Everyday the pain inside of me, the challenges of live, and the indifference of humanity, helped for anger and frustrations to make of me their victim. Everything inside of me, as well as everything around me, was collapsing. I had to pretend happiness, I had to pretend I had a jovial life, for those who were around me. I had to pretend for those that cared for me.
Evrething changed when I was introduced to the world of the substances. A world that eased my life. A world who would reduce my pain. The world of the substances was my hide out. It was my refuge. It was the only way to isolate myself from the frustrations.
I loved this new factor in my life, untill I realized that it wasnt as enjoyable like the first time. What I thought I was the master of, enslaved me for life. What started as a game, ended to be a living hell. What used to relieve my problems, now made them worst than what they actually were. I couldnt hide, I couldnt run. Everywhere I would go, the substance world would follow me.
I was a human, a human that learned to co exist in two worlds. I was one with family and friends. I was someone else when I was left alone. I wasnt in control of this situation anymore. I grabbed, I stole, I made my possetion, what others had worked for. I even killed to obtain what I wanted. And all for what? To satisfy my body, with substances that you might not even know.
I was a fool to think I wasnt loved, to think I was invisible to the eyes of others, to think that I was the only person with challenges. I was blind. I see myself in a white cold room, where familiar faces are gathered. Tears run down their cheeks and die at their lips. Now I ask myself. Why? Why did I decided to destroy myself. I was invalid to say I wasnt loved. Is it too late to think of that now? I caused my own destruction.
Now my life is in play. I wanted to be noticed. I achieved that but, at what price? I was the founder, and the main attraction, of this nightmare. Time has passed by and, I look up at the sky. This time is not in search of an answer, but to thank for the second chance I was given. The world of the substances took me as low as it could. It made me do things that now I regret. I was a monster. Its good to know that that is just in the past.
Today is another day. Just today I have been clean. Just today I feel relieved. But, for how long? It doesnt matter. Now I know that I was wrong.

Lets help them! I have lost friends because of drugs. Im trying to understand what encouraged them to be involved in drugs? I exactly dont know so I came down to this. In memory of Ale, Luis, Tony, Tanya and all people who have vanished because of drugs. Lets help them before its too late.
SUBSTANCES

There I was, standing, alone. It was just me and my soul inside a melancholic, obscure room, without anyone to listen to what I had to say or express. I looked through the window, in order to find an answer for what seemed absurd to me. All I saw was a dark clouded day. Is anyone out there? Can anyone hear me at all? The answer was always the same! It was just me and my soul together inside a melancholic and obscure room.
Everyday the pain inside of me, the challenges of live, and the indifference of humanity, helped for anger and frustrations to make of me their victim. Everything inside of me, as well as everything around me, was collapsing. I had to pretend happiness, I had to pretend I had a jovial life, for those who were around me. I had to pretend for those that cared for me.
Evrething changed when I was introduced to the world of the substances. A world that eased my life. A world who would reduce my pain. The world of the substances was my hide out. It was my refuge. It was the only way to isolate myself from the frustrations.
I loved this new factor in my life, untill I realized that it wasnt as enjoyable like the first time. What I thought I was the master of, enslaved me for life. What started as a game, ended to be a living hell. What used to relieve my problems, now made them worst than what they actually were. I couldnt hide, I couldnt run. Everywhere I would go, the substance world would follow me.
I was a human, a human that learned to co exist in two worlds. I was one with family and friends. I was someone else when I was left alone. I wasnt in control of this situation anymore. I grabbed, I stole, I made my possetion, what others had worked for. I even killed to obtain what I wanted. And all for what? To satisfy my body, with substances that you might not even know.
I was a fool to think I wasnt loved, to think I was invisible to the eyes of others, to think that I was the only person with challenges. I was blind. I see myself in a white cold room, where familiar faces are gathered. Tears run down their cheeks and die at their lips. Now I ask myself. Why? Why did I decided to destroy myself. I was invalid to say I wasnt loved. Is it too late to think of that now? I caused my own destruction.
Now my life is in play. I wanted to be noticed. I achieved that but, at what price? I was the founder, and the main attraction, of this nightmare. Time has passed by and, I look up at the sky. This time is not in search of an answer, but to thank for the second chance I was given. The world of the substances took me as low as it could. It made me do things that now I regret. I was a monster. Its good to know that that is just in the past.
Today is another day. Just today I have been clean. Just today I feel relieved. But, for how long? It doesnt matter. Now I know that I was wrong.

Lets help them! I have lost friends because of drugs. Im trying to understand what encouraged them to be involved in drugs? I exactly dont know so I came down to this. In memory of Ale, Luis, Tony, Tanya and all people who have vanished because of drugs. Lets help them before its too late.
SUBSTANCES

There I was, standing, alone. It was just me and my soul inside a melancholic, obscure room, without anyone to listen to what I had to say or express. I looked through the window, in order to find an answer for what seemed absurd to me. All I saw was a dark clouded day. Is anyone out there? Can anyone hear me at all? The answer was always the same! It was just me and my soul together inside a melancholic and obscure room.
Everyday the pain inside of me, the challenges of live, and the indifference of humanity, helped for anger and frustrations to make of me their victim. Everything inside of me, as well as everything around me, was collapsing. I had to pretend happiness, I had to pretend I had a jovial life, for those who were around me. I had to pretend for those that cared for me.
Evrething changed when I was introduced to the world of the substances. A world that eased my life. A world who would reduce my pain. The world of the substances was my hide out. It was my refuge. It was the only way to isolate myself from the frustrations.
I loved this new factor in my life, untill I realized that it wasnt as enjoyable like the first time. What I thought I was the master of, enslaved me for life. What started as a game, ended to be a living hell. What used to relieve my problems, now made them worst than what they actually were. I couldnt hide, I couldnt run. Everywhere I would go, the substance world would follow me.
I was a human, a human that learned to co exist in two worlds. I was one with family and friends. I was someone else when I was left alone. I wasnt in control of this situation anymore. I grabbed, I stole, I made my possetion, what others had worked for. I even killed to obtain what I wanted. And all for what? To satisfy my body, with substances that you might not even know.
I was a fool to think I wasnt loved, to think I was invisible to the eyes of others, to think that I was the only person with challenges. I was blind. I see myself in a white cold room, where familiar faces are gathered. Tears run down their cheeks and die at their lips. Now I ask myself. Why? Why did I decided to destroy myself. I was invalid to say I wasnt loved. Is it too late to think of that now? I caused my own destruction.
Now my life is in play. I wanted to be noticed. I achieved that but, at what price? I was the founder, and the main attraction, of this nightmare. Time has passed by and, I look up at the sky. This time is not in search of an answer, but to thank for the second chance I was given. The world of the substances took me as low as it could. It made me do things that now I regret. I was a monster. Its good to know that that is just in the past.
Today is another day. Just today I have been clean. Just today I feel relieved. But, for how long? It doesnt matter. Now I know that I was wrong.

Lets help them!!! I have lost friends because of drugs. Im trying to understand what encouraged them to be involved in drugs? I exactly dont know so I came down to this. In memory of Ale, Luis, Tony, Tanya and all people who have vanished because of drugs. Lets help them before its too late.
SUBSTANCES

There I was, standing, alone. It was just me and my soul inside a melancholic, obscure room, without anyone to listen to what I had to say or express. I looked through the window, in order to find an answer for what seemed absurd to me. All I saw was a dark clouded day. Is anyone out there? Can anyone hear me at all? The answer was always the same! It was just me and my soul together inside a melancholic and obscure room.
Everyday the pain inside of me, the challenges of live, and the indifference of humanity, helped for anger and frustrations to make of me their victim. Everything inside of me, as well as everything around me, was collapsing. I had to pretend happiness, I had to pretend I had a jovial life, for those who were around me. I had to pretend for those that cared for me.
Evrething changed when I was introduced to the world of the substances. A world that eased my life. A world who would reduce my pain. The world of the substances was my hide out. It was my refuge. It was the only way to isolate myself from the frustrations.
I loved this new factor in my life, untill I realized that it wasnt as enjoyable like the first time. What I thought I was the master of, enslaved me for life. What started as a game, ended to be a living hell. What used to relieve my problems, now made them worst than what they actually were. I couldnt hide, I couldnt run. Everywhere I would go, the substance world would follow me.
I was a human, a human that learned to co exist in two worlds. I was one with family and friends. I was someone else when I was left alone. I wasnt in control of this situation anymore. I grabbed, I stole, I made my possetion, what others had worked for. I even killed to obtain what I wanted. And all for what? To satisfy my body, with substances that you might not even know.
I was a fool to think I wasnt loved, to think I was invisible to the eyes of others, to think that I was the only person with challenges. I was blind. I see myself in a white cold room, where familiar faces are gathered. Tears run down their cheeks and die at their lips. Now I ask myself. Why? Why did I decided to destroy myself. I was invalid to say I wasnt loved. Is it too late to think of that now? I caused my own destruction.
Now my life is in play. I wanted to be noticed. I achieved that but, at what price? I was the founder, and the main attraction, of this nightmare. Time has passed by and, I look up at the sky. This time is not in search of an answer, but to thank for the second chance I was given. The world of the substances took me as low as it could. It made me do things that now I regret. I was a monster. Its good to know that that is just in the past.
Today is another day. Just today I have been clean. Just today I feel relieved. But, for how long? It doesnt matter. Now I know that I was wrong.