Dark Wolf

In my dreams my paradise reigns. Paradise that little by little is consumed by the shadows that insist on sheltering in my heart. In spite of being confused and crazy, I am always of well with the life and... always disposed the judar the people that are me important.
Finally, I am a good more friend am mysterious. Few know him/it that me really leaning. I have pouquissímos friends, when I find talk them and to try to forget my empty world at least for some time. I don't isolate myself because I want, but because no cosigo to frame me in strange highways, since everything I think distant. I didn't become a solitary for wanting. And I am not a sufferer, I am strong as the steel, cold as the ice and lonely as the moon! I take that as slogan: I "PREFER TO BE A LONELY WOLF OF WHAT TO BE IN THE MIDDLE OF A PACK OF FALSE"

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