A bubble.
That's where I want to hide myself.
That's where I want to stay, away from the world.
Immune to the outside, just in my little corner.

It is. I want to hide. Hide from Love.
I just don't want to get hurt.

I want to be immune of feeling.
Insensitive.
I want to be insensitive.
Able to live my day to day life without suffering,
With no pain, no love or no hate.
Without. Without loving.

Everything is so...
So rough.
I want everything around me be insignificant,
to me;
With no great expectations of the world.
Without thinking.
Without having to think.
How I wished I could just snap my fingers
And everything would by as I please.

Don't hate.
Can't be late,
Always smile
And never give up.
Always in style,
Said the girl with a bump.

What should I do?
What should I say?
More than love or hate
I should appreciate myself.
Even if for a little while
Never be hostile
With me,
Said again the sad girl.

Never run.
Never care,
Never ever.

Why would I fare
With whom I fear?
Said the poor girl.

Never lost it
In front of you.
Because the love I feel
For you is more
Than the hate I have for myself,
Said the girl to the beloved mother.

Mother replied
I'm here to catch you
I'm here to fall with you
I'm here to hold you when you cry
Even if you're in pain or with a broken heart
Never ever going to let you go
Never ever, even when you grow.
Mother love is big, mother love is infinite.