I wanna be clear,
I’m perfectly fine.
Everyone I know has been asking me if I am okay
because of my latest poems or, at least, they wanted to hear my own interpretation.
First off, every time I write I let what I see inspire me: people, landscapes, things… And I try to embrace everything they could be feeling with empathy.
My vision of the world is very subjective and that’s exactly why I write the way I write,
so if I’ve dealt with surrealism or sadness or whatever you feel like I’ve communicated
this is only because it’s the kind of inspiration I got,
and also, it was a kind of tabu I wanted to break because I’m not into easy stuff
and I am not apologizing for that.
Secondly, I am not giving you my own interpretation of my poems.
I find it limiting for the power of words,
you could interpretate my compositions better than I do,
why should I limit your imagination? (That has a lot potential by the way).
So, I love my life,
I love life in general,
I am not going to kill myself or other people,
but the thing I love the most is challenging people
and, of course, pushing you.