I'm looking for some faith

This is my life: going out, have a couple of drinks, talk to some girls, maybe go with one of them after, and then leave the hotel... feeling myself emptier than before, senseless, useless, pointless.

I used to be happy (long time ago, I don't even remember how does it feel; the worst part is I don't know if that's good or bad). I got "A hundred years of solitude" in front of me, and i'm thinking that 100 years wouldn't be enough to know how empty and alone feel right now.

I guess I was also a believer: I believed in love, I believed in life, I believed in wellfare, I believed in happines... now I don't, now i barely believe in myself.

Sometimes when I feel like nothing is happening, I simply wanna leave this town... but as it had always happened, I'm pretty sure I will return to it. I hate Toluca, it's weather, it's people...

2 am and I was still awake, can you help me unravel my latest mistake? I guess winter just wasn't my season. Just breathe...

Here in town you can tell I've down for a while, but my god it's so beautiful when I smile, i wanna hold her, maybe I'll just sing about it.

2 am and I'm still writting this shit, if I get it all down on paper it's no longer inside of me threating the life it belongs to. And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd, because this words are my diary screaming aloud and I know that you'll use them however you want to.

I've lost myself again; be my friend, hold me, wrap me up, unfold me, I'm small and needy, warm me up and breathe me...

I began to die...